I sleep with other men's wives, and they also sleep with my wife.

(I)

My first informal sexual encounter was when I was in fifth grade. One day, I went to Qun's house to play. Qun was my good friend, and we often had sex. At that time, she was in fourth grade.

When I arrived at her house, she was watching two second-grade boys playing sexual games with great interest. After watching for a while, she asked me, "Want to try it?" I nodded. She pulled me into the room, and we each pulled our pants down to our calves. She pulled my hard penis into her vagina. I thrust forward, and she said, "Wrong!" After guiding my penis with her hand, she said, "Okay! Push!" At that time, she was not fully developed, had no pubic hair, let alone vaginal lubrication.

I pushed forward with all my might, feeling that her vagina was very narrow, and my penis was being squeezed painfully, but I still pushed forward with all my might. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my penis. I quickly pulled it out, put on my pants, yelled "Ouch!", and ran away. When I got home, I took off my pants and saw that my penis was bleeding. It turned out that I had used too much force and tore the base of my penis. Of course, it wasn't serious and it would be fine in a couple of days.

The next day, I ran into Qun, who asked me why I had left that day. I honestly told her that my penis was bleeding, and then I left embarrassedly. But I never asked her if she was injured too.

After I grew up, I wondered if I had also torn her hymen. My first time making love—no, it should be called an ignorant sexual game—is laughable now when I think about it. I was only eleven years old at the time.

(II)

My first real time making love was during the summer vacation of my first year of high school. I had just turned fifteen.

That afternoon, my parents went to work, and I was home alone. Around 2:30, my female classmate, Afang, came to me, saying she didn't quite understand some of her homework and wanted to ask me for help. Afang was my deskmate, and one of the prettiest girls in the class. She was usually very kind to me, and we got along very well. I invited her into my bedroom—because at that time, my family only had a small desk in the bedroom. I asked her to sit on a small round stool, and I stood next to her to work on our homework.

Afang was wearing the most fashionable white shirt at the time (back then, girls in high school rarely wore bras or underwear). I glanced unintentionally at her neckline, and ah, I saw two mounds of flesh, and what caught my eye most were two things that looked like red beans at the top of those mounds. "Ah, these are women's breasts." My crotch immediately hardened.

As I explained to Afang, I leaned my head against her neck, stealing a close look at her breasts. "Women's breasts are so beautiful!" (Actually, Afang's breasts were just beginning to develop at that time and weren't very prominent.) My crotch was already bulging.

Just then, Afang's hand moved slightly, and her elbow brushed against my penis. Afang probably sensed something was off, glancing at my crotch, her face instantly turning bright red. My heart was pounding. How embarrassing it would be if Afang noticed my erection! But, just now, when Afang's elbow touched my penis, I felt incredibly good. I mustered my courage and casually touched the crook of her arm with my lower body. Afang's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move her hand away.

Afang didn't show any aversion, so I became even bolder, my penis rubbing against the crook of her arm. Afang still didn't move her hand away. "Since I'm already doing this, I might as well go all the way!" I thought, turning my body behind Afang, rubbing my lower body against her back forcefully, and reaching my hands under her armpits to grab her breasts. "Ah, Ahua, no..." Afang cried out, then stopped.

"Afang, I love you, don't move." I rubbed my hands together through her white shirt for a while, seeing that Afang's eyes were closed and she didn't resist, I became even bolder. I freed one hand and unbuttoned Afang's white shirt, pulling it off. Two slightly protruding mounds of flesh and two bright red nipples appeared before my eyes. Afang quickly and shyly covered her chest with her hands. I took Afang's hands and gently lowered them, then eagerly grasped her breasts. Ah, her breasts were soft, her nipples hard—the feeling was wonderful.

After kneading them for a while, I picked Afang up and gently placed her on the bed, then lightly kissed her nipple. "Ah…" The sudden stimulation made Afang moan softly. I kissed her breasts for a while, then leaned down and kissed her lips. Her lips were soft and wet, very comfortable. I tried to explore her mouth with my tongue. My tongue touched hers, and finally, our tongues intertwined. The feeling was amazing.

My penis swelled even more, and I quickly pulled down her pants. A high, bun-shaped mons pubis appeared before my eyes, with a few sparse black hairs on it. Ah, this was a woman's vulva. I spread Afang's legs apart, and ah, I found a small groove. I thought, this must be the vaginal opening. I touched it with my hand. "Ah!" Afang couldn't help but cry out. Her virgin territory, untouched for over ten years, the most sensitive area for a woman, naturally caused her to cry out when a man touched it.

My fingers continued to caress her vulva, and strangely, it gradually became wet. Afang's breathing became heavy, and my penis throbbed painfully. I immediately stripped off all my clothes, knelt between Afang's legs, and, guiding my swollen, purple penis, slowly inserted it into her vulva. The instant my glans touched her labia, I clearly felt Afang's whole body tremble. My

glans went in—ah, soft, wet, warm, slippery—the feeling was wonderful. Suddenly, my glans encountered resistance and couldn't go any further. "Ah…it hurts, be careful, it hurts!" Afang cried out, frowning. I stopped

. After a while, seeing that Afang's frown had disappeared, I launched another attack. I thrust my lower body forward forcefully, and my entire penis plunged into Afang's vagina. "Ah...it hurts!" Afang cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. I quickly stopped.

After a while, Afang opened her eyes and said shyly, "You can move slowly now, but don't be too rough!" Hearing this, I slowly moved my penis in and out. Afang's vagina gripped my penis tightly, and currents of electricity flowed from her vagina to my penis, and then to every cell in my body.

This was a feeling I had never experienced before; it was so exhilarating. I thought, this is what making love is like. So this is what making love feels like! Afang kept her eyes tightly closed and her lips slightly parted, savoring the sensations of making love.

The water in the ditch increased, and my thrusting speed unconsciously quickened. Finally, my glans tingled; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I quickly thrust a few more times and pulled my penis out. White semen spurted out like a machine gun. I quickly caught it with my palm to avoid soiling the sheets. But there was too much semen; my palm couldn't hold it all. A few drops flowed down the back of my hand onto Afang's thigh, then down her thigh and onto the sheets. Looking at the sheets again, I saw a few drops of bright red blood, stained in a peach-blossom pattern, on the snow-white fabric. I knew this was virgin blood, the blood a woman sheds only once in her life.

Afang quickly got out of bed, dressed, and pointed at my forehead, playfully scolding, "You're so naughty!"

I hugged her, "Fang, does it still hurt? Fang, I love you! Fang, come again next week, okay?" Afang nodded in agreement.

After Afang left, I cut off the part of the bed sheet stained with peach blossoms. I still keep that piece of cloth to this day; it's the bloodstain left by the first woman who gave herself to me, and I cherish it.

After that, almost every Sunday, Afang came to my house to do homework together, talk about our feelings, and of course, make love. Sometimes, we would go to the park or the countryside for some outdoor sex. We cared for and helped each other, and our grades were excellent; our classmates envied us. However, we also had our own worries. Every time Afang's period was approaching, we were filled with anxiety, fearing that heaven would grant us a "fruit of our love" prematurely. Fortunately, this never happened.

According to my diary, we made love 118 times in a year, a record second only to my wife. Although I later met many women more beautiful than Afang, Afang is the one I miss the most.

During frequent sex, I mastered many techniques and skills that have benefited me throughout my life.

The college entrance examination notice arrived. I was admitted to my first choice, Sun Yat-sen University in Guangzhou, while Afang was admitted to her second choice, Fudan University (we both applied to the same university, hoping to be in the same department). We were both very sad to hear the news—we were going to be separated. The night before we registered for university, we hugged and cried, and stayed together all night.

After entering university, we initially kept in touch by writing to each other every day. Later, our letters became less frequent, and we eventually lost contact because we both found new friends.

(III)

After entering university, I rented a small two-bedroom villa near the school. At university, I met many new classmates. Because of my outstanding academic performance, handsome appearance, and kind nature, I gained the favor of professors and classmates and was even elected as the president of the student council.

Soon after, I also met three campus beauties. These three girls were named Xiaowen, Biyi, and Zhizhi.

Xiaowen wore glasses, was quiet and beautiful, like a secluded orchid in a deep valley; Biyi was an athletic champion, tall and fit, exuding youthful energy, with fair skin, bright eyes, and a sweet, lively, and lovely appearance, like a lovely lily; Zhizhi was 1.71 meters tall, with high breasts, a slender waist, a round bottom, and fair skin with a rosy glow. Looking at her face, she was dazzlingly beautiful and breathtaking. She was so perfect, her temperament so elegant and graceful.

The three beautiful girls, sharing similar tastes, were incredibly close friends. Many male classmates pursued them, but I knew none of them fared well.

For some reason, they took the initiative to approach me, often inviting me to movies, fishing, concerts, and even trips. Soon, the trio of beautiful girls became a "gang of four." Because of this, I was incredibly envious of the male classmates in university. The three of them lived in the same dormitory at school, and sometimes when they stayed out too late and the school gates were closed, they would stay overnight at my small villa. Of course, I slept in one room, and the three of them slept in another.

As we spent more time together, I developed a special affection for Zhizhi. But every activity was always done by the four of us, making it rare to have a chance to be alone with her.

One night, around 11:30 p.m., I was watching TV in the living room when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, it was Zhizhi. Zhizhi was soaking wet, and her white dress clung tightly to her snow-white skin. I could clearly see her bra and panties.

I asked in surprise, "Pingzhi, what happened? Didn't you say your cousin was coming and you were going to keep her company, and you weren't coming back tonight?"

Zhizhi walked in, smiling, and said, "I changed my mind. But the school gates were closed when I got back, so I had to stay here for the night."

I saw that she was shivering from the cold, so I immediately grabbed a towel to dry her hair, then went into the bathroom, turned on the water heater, filled the bathtub with hot water, and took a shirt and a pair of trousers from the closet, handing them to her and saying, "Go take a shower and warm yourself up. I've already filled the tub with hot water. Just wear these clothes."

Zhizhi smiled and said to me, "You're very considerate!" She then turned and walked towards the bathroom, while I continued to sit in the living room watching TV.

About fifteen minutes later, Zhizhi came out. I glanced at her and was stunned. Zhizhi was only wearing a shirt, and she wasn't wearing pants at all. The shirt only covered the area slightly below her upper thighs, meaning her legs were almost completely exposed, only the important part in the middle was covered. In the nearly one year we'd known each other, I had never seen her legs like that before. Those legs were so beautiful—long, shapely, white with a rosy tint, without a single flaw. So perfect! And I also knew that she wasn't naked under her shirt.

I stared blankly at her legs, admiring them closely. "You little pervert, what are you looking at?" Zhizhi walked over, sat down next to me, and tapped my forehead.

I was jolted awake by her touch and awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, your legs are just too beautiful."

She feigned anger and said, "Is it just your legs?"

"No, no, your whole body is beautiful." After a pause, I said seriously, "Zhizhi, to be honest, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, more beautiful than any of the actresses on TV or in movies."

Zhizhi blushed and changed the subject: "Your trousers are too big for me, so I have to wear them. Now, just pretend you're wearing a super short mini-skirt!"

I continued playfully, "But you're so beautiful, and you're wearing so little, it's tempting!"

"Am I really that beautiful?"

"Beautiful, dazzlingly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful!"

"Are you breathtakingly beautiful?"

"Of course."

Hearing my words, she stopped smiling and said solemnly, "Do you love me?"

I hadn't expected her to ask so directly, and for a moment I didn't know how to answer her question, I was stunned.

"Answer me, do you love me?"

I saw her serious expression, her eyes fixed on me, and I knew she was serious. I bravely raised my head and looked at her, saying, "Yes, I love you!"

"Will you be my wife, to love and care for me for the rest of your life?"

"I do!"

Hearing my words, she smiled, a smile like a beautiful flower. She leaned towards me, her small lips pressed against mine, and then our tongues intertwined, our hands tightly embracing each other.

After a long kiss, I cupped her face in my hands, a blissful smile on my face, and said, "Zhizhi, I love you! I love you to death. Zhizhi, I love you, I've wanted to tell you for so long, I love you!"

Zhizhi kissed me back and said, "Hua, I love you. From the moment we first met, I fell in love with you. Now, I feel so happy! I've found a man who loves me, and I love him too."

"Yes, we've both achieved our dreams!" Another long kiss.

This time, my hands boldly lifted her clothes, caressing her back, her buttocks, her thighs. Gradually, my hands touched her breasts, her nipples. Ah, her breasts were so big, so firm. Compared to Afang's breasts, Afang's could only be described as flat and narrow. However, the sexual experience I gained from Afang was extremely useful. After caressing her for a while, Zhizhi's breathing became heavy—she was aroused.

"Zhizhi, give yourself to me tonight, okay?"

Zhizhi gently nodded.

Seeing her agree, I was overjoyed. I immediately stood up, picked Zhizhi up, carried her into my room, and gently placed her on the bed.

"God, thank you. I finally have Zhizhi. I have the most beautiful, gentlest, and most capable woman in the world!" I kissed Zhizhi and took off her clothes.

Ah, is this carved from white jade? I was stunned. A flawless, white body; snow-white skin with a rosy glow; high, firm breasts with two tiny red nipples; a flat, slender abdomen; rounded, firm buttocks; and a pair of beautifully curved legs. It was perfect. I believe that even the world's most outstanding sculptor could not sculpt such a beautiful body. Most striking was a thick, glossy black tuft of pubic hair in an inverted triangle shape below the abdomen, like an eagle soaring through snow-white clouds. Seeing that I

hadn't moved for a long time, Zizi opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Hua, what are you doing?"

"So beautiful, so perfect. I'm admiring my beautiful Zizi!"

"You smooth talker."

I took off my clothes, climbed onto the bed, and lay on top of Zhizhi, caressing and kissing every part of her body. Zhizhi's skin was smooth and silky, like solidified cream. Under my skillful and masterful flirting, Zhizhi was panting heavily, her whole body flushed a rosy red. Finally, my hand reached her most sensitive part. After gently stroking her soft pubic hair for a while, I opened her legs, revealing a pink vulva. At the bottom of the vulva was a small hole, slightly larger than a ballpoint pen refill. I knew this was where my penis would enter.

I used both hands together. My left thumb pressed against her clitoris, gently stroking it, while my right index finger lightly caressed her labia majora and minora. Finally, I gently inserted my index finger into her vaginal opening, gently probing. At first, Zhizhi restrained herself, biting her lip to endure it. But finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a moan, her vagina already overflowing.

"Ahua, this feels so good! Don't use your hands anymore."

I pulled Zhizhi to the edge of the bed, her legs raised outwards. I jumped off the bed, took my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and rubbed it against her labia a few times, wetting my penis. "It's hot, so comfortable!" I pushed my penis into her vaginal opening, about a finger's width deep, before the path forward was blocked! I knew my penis was against her hymen.

"Chichi, it hurts a little, you have to bear it. It'll stop after a while!"

"I'll bear it, I'll tell you to stop if I can't. Every woman has to go through this."

Better a short pain than a long one, that's the experience I learned from having sex with Afang. I thrust forward forcefully, my penis fully inserted into Chichi's vagina.

"It hurts, stop for a moment!"

"Chichi, it's in. My Chichi, you're no longer a girl, you're a real woman now. Chichi, does it still hurt?"

"Much better. Actually, it didn't hurt much just now, I was just scared. You can move slowly now, it's itchy inside."

I kissed Chichi while slowly moving my penis in and out. At first, Zhizhi frowned, but then she moaned, a happy smile spreading across her face—she looked so beautiful. I gradually increased the pace of my thrusts, Zhizhi's nipples rising and falling with each stroke, her head twisting from side to side, and she reached orgasm.

I thought, Zhizhi is a born slut. Because according to books, it's rare for a woman to have an orgasm for the first time. Women who experience their first orgasm have strong sexual inhibitions and are called sluts.

I hadn't had sex for almost a year, and Zhizhi's vagina was very narrow, with plenty of vaginal fluid, each thrust giving my penis intense stimulation. About fifteen minutes later, my glans tingled, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I pulled out my penis, and semen gushed out, staining Zhizhi's pubic hair and face with my semen.

After cleaning up the mess, Zhizhi and I embraced and caressed each other.

"Zhizhi, was it good?"

"It was so good! I never knew making love could be so pleasurable. From now on, I want you to make love to me every day."

"As long as my Zhizhi is happy, I'll make love to Zhizhi every day, making her comfortable and happy!"

Afterwards, I cut off the sheets stained with Zhizhi's blood and kept them.

That night, we slept in each other's arms. When we woke up in the morning, Zhizhi asked me to do it again, which suited me perfectly, so we did it once more. This time, we made love for a full 30 minutes. Zhizhi experienced the pleasure of lovemaking even more, and her interest in it grew even stronger. I always obliged, trying my best to satisfy her requests. Zhizhi had a high aptitude for sex and quickly grasped the essentials. Having sex with her was even more enjoyable for me.

Soon, Xiaowen and Biyi both knew about my relationship with Zhizhi. Honestly, I could tell they both had feelings for me, but they continued to associate with me as before, and I treated them very well too. Our friendship lasted until we graduated from university.

After graduation, Zhizhi, Xiaowen, several other classmates, and I went to work in Shenzhen, while Biyi returned to her hometown of Shanghai. Soon after, Zhizhi and I got married, and we lived a happy and fulfilling life. Of course, our work also went smoothly. With her beauty and intelligence, Zizi became the general manager of a large advertising company; as for me, I worked in the public security department, and due to solving many strange cases and having good interpersonal relationships, I was promoted to the director of a district public security bureau.

(IV)

One year later, one night, Xiaowen invited me and several other classmates out for a late-night snack (Zizi was on a business trip to Nanjing that night). She happily told us that she was getting married. We were all happy for her, and the classmates toasted her. That night, she, who didn't drink, drank quite a lot and got drunk.

After dinner, it was already past 10 p.m., and my friends entrusted me with the most difficult task: taking each of them home.

I drove her to the dormitory entrance, and I pulled her out of the car. She was so drunk that she couldn't even stand up straight. She leaned forward and was about to fall.

I immediately pulled her into my arms, and instantly, I felt something soft pressing against my palm. My hand had inadvertently grasped her breasts. "So bouncy!" My erection immediately paid her the highest tribute.

I carried her back to her dorm room. She was a single aristocrat, living alone. I carried her back to her room and placed her on the bed. She lay on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She was wearing a semi-transparent white shirt and a super short mini-skirt. At that moment, I saw a completely transparent thong under the mini-skirt, revealing sparse pubic hair. She was lying sweetly on the bed, her face rosy, her lips slightly parted, and my erection once again paid her the highest tribute.

"To do it or not?" "This is a perfect opportunity!" "But it's too despicable!" "Why not?" My heart was pounding.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen!" I called her a few times, but Xiaowen didn't respond at all; she was fast asleep. I carefully took off her panties and rolled up her miniskirt. Ah, beneath the sparse pubic hair was a bright red slit. "So alluring!" I touched it with my hand; it was warm and damp.

I couldn't wait to unbutton her clothes and take off her bra. Two high, firm breasts appeared before my eyes, the nipples small and bright red. I gently touched them; they were white, tender, bouncy, and smooth. That feeling still makes my heart flutter when I think about it.

After caressing her breasts for a while, I reluctantly moved away and moved down below. Using both hands, I gently inserted my right middle finger into her vagina and lightly rubbed her clitoris with my left thumb. Soon, Xiaowen's juices flowed, and I could feel her breathing quicken.

Seeing her flushed face, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled down my pants, stood by the bed, and, holding my throbbing erection, rubbed it against Xiaowen's opening a few times, my penis becoming wet with her juices. I closed my eyes and gently thrust forward, my penis slowly entering Xiaowen's vagina. It was tight, slippery, and warm. From slow to fast, I quickened my pace, thrusting hard into her cave hundreds of times. A tingling sensation ran through the tip of my penis as I ejaculated eleven times inside Xiaowen.

"Ah, so exciting, so good!" I lay on top of Xiaowen for a while, touching and kissing her fair body, slowly withdrawing my still-wet penis. I first put on my pants, then wiped the semen from Xiaowen's opening, put on my underwear, straightened my clothes, carried her to bed, covered her with the blanket, and left satisfied.

"It's so good to sleep with someone else's fiancée!" "It feels so good to cuckold someone!" "It feels so good to steal someone's wife, so exciting!" I kept telling myself this on the way home.

The next day, I saw Xiaowen. She said slyly, "Thank you for taking me home last night!"

I said, "You're welcome. You were very drunk yesterday!"

She blushed and said, "Actually, I wasn't very drunk. I know very well what happened last night."

Hearing this, I was at a loss for words. I lowered my head and said to her, "Xiaowen, I'm sorry, please forgive my impulsive actions!"

"Don't blame yourself, this was arranged beforehand. You know I like you, and I wanted to make love to you before the wedding, although it wasn't my first time. Thank you for giving me an unforgettable night before my wedding!"

Hearing her say that, I felt much more relaxed. I looked up at her affectionately and said, "Will there be another chance like this?"

"No, I want to be a good wife after the wedding. Besides, I don't want to affect your relationship with Zhizhi. Let bygones be bygones!"

After that, Xiaowen and I remained best friends, but neither of us mentioned what happened that night again.

(V)

It feels good to cuckold someone, and it feels good to cuckold yourself.

One night, I returned from a business trip. Originally, this business trip was supposed to last 10 days, but I completed the task in seven days and returned home excitedly. To surprise Zhizhi, I didn't tell her.

I tiptoed home; the living room was empty. Reaching the bedroom door, I found it ajar. Peering inside, I saw two naked worms writhing on the bed. The one on top was Zhizhi's colleague, A-Ming, and the one below was none other than my wife, Zhizhi.

"No, no! My husband will be furious if he finds out!" Zhizhi cried. A-

Ming held Zhizhi's hand down with one hand, while the other hand caressed her high breasts, occasionally rubbing her nipples with his fingers. His mouth wasn't idle either, kissing my wife's flawless white body, his erect penis rubbing against her vulva, already throbbing with desire. But Zhizhi kept her legs tightly closed, and his penis could only rub against her jade-like legs and thick pubic hair.

Amin pleaded with Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, you're so beautiful. Every time I see you, my heart races. I don't care what the consequences are. Just this once, I won't tell anyone, you won't tell anyone, and your husband won't know."

At that moment, I should have rushed in and given Amin a good beating. But then I thought, rushing in under these circumstances would be awkward for everyone. If Zhizhi wasn't willing, Amin couldn't have sex with her; if Zhizhi was willing, I had nothing to say. Was Zhizhi willing or not? The mystery was soon solved.

At this moment, Zhizhi's face flushed, and her legs were no longer as tightly closed as before; clearly, she was aroused. After all, Zhizhi hadn't had sex for seven days and couldn't hold back any longer, but she still weakly murmured, "No, no." Taking advantage of the moment, Amin released his grip on Zhizhi, extended his index finger, and gently teased her labia.

He kissed Zhizhi's dazzlingly beautiful face and said, "Just this once. You're so beautiful, are you content to let only one man have you in your life? Don't shout anymore, it's not good if people hear! Enjoy life."

Amin's hands and words of coaxing and cajoling finally made Zhizhi give up resistance. She stopped saying anything, her thighs relaxed, and her pink vulva was exposed before Amin's eyes. Amin was overjoyed at the sight. I bent down and stuck my tongue into her mouth, my left hand wantonly playing with her nipples and areolas, while my right index finger slipped into her vagina, thrusting in and out, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow.

Seeing this, I thought: What should I do? Should I go in and stop them, or continue watching? At that moment, I realized my penis was also erect, about to burst out of my pants. I also realized that every cell in my body was incredibly excited. I found it strange; why did I feel excited and stimulated that my wife was being with someone else? I abandoned the idea of barging in and decided to continue watching. I pulled down my zipper, took out my penis, and started stroking it as I watched.

Under Amin's teasing, the lustful fluids in Zhizhi's jade cave flowed uncontrollably like a long river, soaking a large area of the bedsheets. Consumed by passion, she could no longer resist, clinging tightly to Amin, her tongue darting out and intertwining with his, emitting moans of "Ah...ah..." At the same time, I saw her struggling to push her genitals upwards.

"Amin, come on! Go in!" Zhizhi pleaded, overwhelmed by Amin's ministrations.

Seeing her wanton state, Amin wasn't in a hurry to act. "Touch my little brother!" Amin said, pulling her hand to touch his dark penis.

Eager to be penetrated sooner, Zhizhi disregarded her shame, opening her eyes, her face flushed, and began to stroke his penis. "Ah! So long!" Zhizhi exclaimed.

"More impressive than your husband's, right?" Amin said smugly.

I thought: This slut wouldn't disregard her husband's dignity just to please this guy, would she? My heart was in my throat, waiting for her answer.

"Yours is long, but my husband's is thicker."

My heart finally settled down. I thought: Zhizhi, all my love for you wasn't in vain.

Amin's penis, after being stroked by Zhizhi a few times, was dark, swollen, and erect. He couldn't take it anymore either. He rolled over and climbed on top of Zhizhi, spreading my wife's legs as he exclaimed, "What a beautiful body! I've never seen such a beautiful woman. I can finally be one with her."

Hearing Ah Ming's praise of Zhizhi, I felt incredibly proud and honored to have such a beautiful wife.

Zhizhi couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed Ah Ming's penis and tried to insert it into her vagina. Ah Ming gently thrust forward, and his penis was already more than halfway in. "Ah!" Zhizhi's facial muscles contorted as she let out a groan of unparalleled pleasure. "So tight! So comfortable!" Ah Ming groaned as well.

At first, Ah Ming thrust rhythmically, but later he stopped being gentle and started pounding away. As I stroked my own penis to Ah Ming's rhythm, I thought, "Damn it, if this were your wife, Ah Fen, would you be fucking her like this? You've fucked my beloved Zhi Zhi's hole so badly." Watching Zhi Zhi's

breasts rise and fall like waves with Ah Ming's thrusts, and her mouth constantly moaning, "Ah, so good, faster..." I thought, my good wife, you're enjoying yourself, but your poor husband is out there eating fruit!

After a few hundred thrusts, Ah Ming stopped and flipped Zhi Zhi over. My poor wife, acting like a bitch in front of another man. Ah Ming, that bastard, supported his black penis and thrust it into Zhizhi's jade cave once more. Ah Ming used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to attack Zhizhi. After a few rounds, Zhizhi's moans rang out again. Ah Ming knelt on the bed, grabbing Zhizhi's breasts with both hands, his penis thrusting forward repeatedly, the room filled with a series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding and Zhizhi and Ah Ming's duet.

After several hundred more thrusts, Ah Ming suddenly increased his speed, then roared, pulled out his penis, and ejaculated his semen onto Zhizhi's snow-white, round buttocks.

They were embracing on the bed. Ah Ming was kneading Zhizhi's breasts and asked, "How was it? Pretty impressive, huh?"

Zhizhi, still slightly out of breath, pushed Ah Ming's hand away and said, "You kept pestering me, so I gave in. Remember, just this once. Sigh, I should have changed into that sexy nightgown when you came. Otherwise, how could you have pulled it down and left me completely naked?"

Hearing this, I understood what had happened. I quietly left the house. I thought: I never imagined watching my wife make love with another man could be so exciting! It feels so good to be cuckolded!

A short distance away, I took out my cell phone and dialed home. A moment later, Zhizhi answered the phone. I said, "I'm in a taxi, I'll be home in five minutes." Zhizhi was startled by this sudden news, her voice trembling.

A minute later, I saw Amin dash out of my house like a shot.

After Amin disappeared around the corner, I returned to my front door and knocked gently. Zhizhi opened the door. She was still wearing her sexy nightgown. She rushed over and hugged me tightly, half happy, half trying to hide her unease. I pulled her nightgown down and carried her into the bedroom. I thought, Amin just did the same thing.

Entering the room, I quickly stripped off my clothes, and my penis plunged into her jade cave with a "pop." The intense battle we'd just fought hadn't subsided yet, and the lustful fluids in her cave hadn't receded.

"Ah, so wet!" I said deliberately.

"I missed you," she said.

I knew that Ah Ming hadn't fully satisfied her in the previous encounter. A series of frenzied thrusts followed, and she let out wave after wave of moans, each more intense than the last. It was the most beautiful music in the world. She was intoxicated. I thought, my wife is mine, and who else could make her feel like she was floating on air, experiencing orgasm after orgasm like I did? Even Ah Ming couldn't!

I flipped her over, and she became a bitch again, her snow-white buttocks still stained with the fishy smell of Ah Ming's semen. After another round of thrusting, I ejaculated inside Zhizhi's hole.

"Husband, you're amazing!" Zhizhi said, panting heavily. I had heard this sentence many times before, but I knew that this time she meant it, because there was a comparison!

(VI)

Ever since A-Ming slept with Zhizhi, every time I ran into A-Ming, I always found his eyes filled with mockery and sarcasm, or maybe it was just my own imagination. This made me feel very uncomfortable. In order to achieve psychological balance and to maintain my dignity, I made up my mind to sleep with his wife, A-Fen.

A-Fen was my colleague and also my classmate in college. Compared to Zhizhi, she was certainly not as beautiful, but she was enthusiastic, lively, and generous. As for her figure, in four words, petite and exquisite. Speaking of appearance, she had a high, straight nose, and large, watery eyes; her smile resembled a blooming peony.

After that incident, I paid special attention to her, trying to please her whenever possible. She practically treated me as a confidante. Sometimes, she would even ask me for favors and confide in me.

The day I had been waiting for finally arrived: Amin went on a trip to Europe. Five days after Amin left, Afen came to see me. She said, "My gas tank ran out. Usually, Amin would carry it to be replaced when it ran out. Without him, I'm helpless. Last night, I didn't even take a shower. Can you help me?"

I readily agreed. I thought to myself, "Afen, you're letting a wolf into the house!"

In the office, I waited for the end of the workday. Just then, the phone rang. It was Zhizhi. She said her mother was sick and she needed to go back to her parents' house for a few days. After hanging up, I was secretly delighted; this was a golden opportunity!

It was time to leave work, and I went with Afen to her house. Afen's house was a two-story villa. The downstairs had a living room, dining room, and kitchen, while the upstairs had a small living room, a bathroom, and a bedroom.

I put the two gas cylinders in the car, and Afen came out after me, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry to have kept you from going home to be with your wife!"

I smiled and said, "It's alright, my wife went to her parents' house these past few days."

She said, "We're both in the same boat. How about this, you keep me company for dinner tonight. I've been so bored these past few days with Aming away from home, you can keep me company and talk to me, okay? Sigh, life without a man is really hard!" My

heart skipped a beat when I heard that. "Life without a man is really hard"? What does that mean? I was secretly delighted, but on the surface I still pretended to be reluctant and said, "Okay then."

After changing the gas cylinders, it started raining heavily on the way home, and my clothes got soaked while carrying the gas cylinders inside. After I installed the gas cylinders in the bathroom and kitchen, Afen said, "Let's take a shower!" Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to the bathroom. The bathroom was right next to the stairs on the second floor, and perhaps because it was just the two of them living in the house, there was no door.

"You shower first, I'll wash your clothes in the laundromat later. I'll go get Amin's bathrobe for you; you

can get it from the stairs after you're done." With that, she disappeared in a flash. While showering, I was plotting how to make things work. Just then, I heard soft footsteps on the stairs. Glancing towards the stairs, I saw a garment placed at the corner. I also noticed half a head at the corner—undoubtedly Afen's. Afen had been peeping at me while I showered! It was time for my performance.

I applied some shower gel to my penis and began stroking it with my hand. Soon, my penis was fully erect. I glanced back at the corner of the stairs; Afen was still there. I pretended to be very ecstatic, even deliberately making soft moans. I thought: The fish is about to take the bait! Seeing such a thick penis, Afen's juices must have already flowed freely.

A few minutes later, I noticed that half of her head had disappeared, and I heard the sound of dishes clattering in the kitchen.

After showering, I returned to the living room. Although Afen pretended to be nonchalant, I noticed that her face was flushed; I didn't know if it was a physiological reaction or because she was embarrassed from peeping at someone showering. She tugged at my sleeve, her eyes glancing casually at my genitals. Apparently, my manhood had left a deep impression on her.

Night fell, and lights came on in every home. Afen and I ate and chatted, the atmosphere warm and cozy.

After clearing the dishes, Afen said to me, "Sit down for a moment, I'm going to take a shower. I haven't showered last night, and I feel uncomfortable all over." After taking a few steps, she turned back and said playfully, "There's no door to the bathroom, so don't peek!" Then, giggling, she ran upstairs.

A while later, I heard the sound of running water from upstairs. The show was about to begin! I quietly climbed the stairs and stopped at the corner, peering into the bathroom. A beautiful body appeared before me: her skin was translucent white, her breasts high and firm (I was somewhat astonished; her breasts were so prominent for someone so petite), her abdomen flat, her pubic hair sparse, and her legs rounded and curvaceous. Afen was even more beautiful naked! Afen

was less of a bath and more of a masturbator. One hand was vigorously rubbing her breasts, while the other was probing below, her eyes tightly closed, her breathing rapid.

After a long while, she rinsed off the soap and was about to grab a towel to dry herself. This was a golden opportunity; I dashed into the bathroom. When Afen saw me, she smiled and said, "You've been looking at me for so long, what else do you want?"

"Weren't you just teasing me? And you're asking me what I want?" After saying that, I suddenly hugged her and started kissing her face, lips, and neck. My hands were also quite unrestrained, roaming all over her body. Afen didn't say anything more, closed her eyes, and let my tongue and hands roam over her body.

After a while, Afen pushed me away and said, "You don't want to do it here, do you? Carry me back to the room!" As if I had received a royal decree, I immediately bent down, carried Afen back to the room, and put her on the bed.

I stood by the bed, and under the bright light, I once again gazed at Afen's beautiful body. Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Afen opened her eyes and said, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" She pulled me down onto the bed and took off my bathrobe. Two naked bodies embraced, rolled, and kissed on the bed, Afen's face and body flushed.

It was time. I rolled over, pinned Afen down, aimed my penis at her vagina, and thrust my hips hard, my penis plunging in completely without mercy.

"Ah...so thick, so ruthless, so powerful! It's pierced right into my heart!"

I silently chanted in my heart, "Tsz-tsz, I've avenged you! Ah-ming, I'm returning this cuckoldry to you!"

Thrusting, relentless thrusting, I felt Ah-Fen's juices flowing more and more, her vagina becoming tighter and tighter, and I felt an indescribable pleasure throughout my body. As I increased the speed of my thrusting, I wantonly rubbed, pressed, grabbed, and pinched Ah-Fen's breasts, playing with them beyond recognition. Ah-Fen had probably never experienced such a storm of attacks before, and orgasms came one after another. She groaned loudly and shook her head vigorously to express her excitement.

After about a thousand thrusts, I pulled out my penis, flipped Afen over, and aimed again at her reddened vagina. I thought to myself, "Aming, your wife is a dog in front of me too!" I grabbed her breasts and pulled her body back as far as I could, while simultaneously thrusting my hips forward with all my might, almost shoving my penis and even the small sac at the back into her vagina.

"Ah..." Afen screamed, "It hurts, it hurts, no, no... Ah, it feels good, that's it, don't stop, faster, faster!"

I ignored her feelings, like a knight-errant, whipping her horse forward. Afen was being fucked so hard she was arching back and forth, moaning repeatedly.

After a while, I slowed down. After such a long and intense struggle, I wanted to rest. Afen saw this, pushed me down, flipped over and straddled me, taking my penis and shoving it into her hole.

Afen rode me, whipping the whip and charging forward. She rubbed her breasts with both hands, constantly moaning, "Ah...ah...so good, I'm going to die! I'm going to heaven!"

I thought, this slut Afen is really something; I was going to rape her, but now she's the one raping me.

Just then, the tip of my penis felt a tingling numbness, and I quickly pushed Afen down on the bed, shoving my penis into her mouth, the white semen shooting wildly into her throat. Afen was amazing; she swallowed all the semen with a "glug glug."

"Ah, so good, I haven't tasted meat for five days. It's so hard without anyone penetrating me!" Afen said.

"Impressive, isn't it? How does it compare to your husband?" I asked.

Afen said, "You're really amazing, so thick, so strong, and so long-lasting. Amin is much worse than you!"

Hearing this, I felt an indescribable joy. I thought, it's a pity that Amin can't see Afen and I making love, and can't hear what Afen said.

That night, Afen and I made love nine times, trying out all sorts of positions, and we finally fell asleep in each other's arms at dawn. That night, I not only regained my masculine dignity, but also conquered Afen.

(VII)

One evening, I came home from work. As soon as I got to the door, it opened, and a young man rushed out. He saw me, paused for a moment, and ran away.

What's going on? I was puzzled. I went inside and saw two naked men lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Upon seeing me, she lunged at me, shouting, "Ahua, I've been raped!" She then burst into tears in my arms.

I comforted her while asking her what had happened. She cried as she recounted her ordeal: "

Today was my day off. Around 2 PM, I went shopping and returned home. As I opened the door, someone forcefully shoved me from behind into the living room. I turned around and saw a young man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and dark skin, with short hair. He slipped inside, closed the door, and held a gleaming knife in his right hand. He stared at me with a lewd grin.

'What do you want?!' I shouted.

'Beautiful lady, I'm going to rape you! Heh heh heh heh…' the thug approached me, brandishing the knife and grinning maliciously." I was trembling with fear, almost collapsing to the floor.

The thug walked up to me, pressed a sharp knife against my face, and threatened, "Don't make a sound, don't resist, or I'll slash your pretty face."

I stood there, too afraid to move, terrified that his knife would actually pierce my face. I was so scared I wanted to cry, but I didn't make a sound; tears streamed down my face. He removed the knife from my face and then rubbed it against my breasts through my clothes. I felt a chill run through my body from my breasts, and I almost wet myself.

"Beautiful lady, don't be afraid. As long as you obey and let me enjoy myself, I won't hurt you. Say, 'Sir, please penetrate me!'" As soon as he finished speaking, I felt the knife in his hand tighten, pressing firmly against my heart.

I felt like my skin was about to be pierced, and I quickly blushed and whispered, "Sir, please... insert it into me!"

The thug smiled and nodded, touching my face with his rough hand, saying, "A wise man submits to circumstances. Take me to your room!" With that, he gave me a push, and I involuntarily turned around and slowly walked towards the room, my mind racing, wondering what to do. What should I do?

The room and the hall were only a few steps apart, and in the blink of an eye, we were in the room, at the bedside. I turned around, looked at the thug, and pleaded, "Sir, please let me go! I can give you money!"

"Money? I don't want it. I just want you. I've spent weeks investigating to get you."

I was desperate, feeling like a lone boat in a stormy sea.

"Take off your clothes!"

Looking at his calm expression, I dared not disobey him. Up to this point, he had only touched my face once. Suddenly, I sensed something special about this guy.

"Be good, don't force me to use violence; it won't do you any good."

I slowly began to unbutton my clothes. He watched me quietly, without making a move. My shirt was off, and soon, my skirt was off too. I was only wearing a bra and a pair of panties that barely covered my pubic hair. He was still silently watching me, so I had no choice but to take off my bra. At that moment, I saw his eyes light up, and his body tremble slightly. Finally, I took off my underwear. It was

the first time I'd ever been naked in front of a stranger. I lowered my head in shame, my right hand covering my chest, and my left hand covering my genitals.

Just then, the butcher began to act. He put down the knife and quickly stripped off all his clothes. When he took off his underwear, his huge penis sprang out with a "whoosh." I gasped inwardly; it was as big and long as a flashlight. I thought: Oh no, how am I going to handle this?!

He walked up to me, put his arm around me, and gently stroked my back with both hands. His large penis rubbed against my vulva, a sensation I couldn't quite describe—it felt both pleasurable and uncomfortable. After a while, he adjusted his position, pressing his large penis against the outside of my left thigh, his left hand around my back, and his right hand kneading my breast. His movements were so practiced, so gentle. I closed my eyes, letting his hands roam over my body, and gradually, I stopped being afraid.

Suddenly, he pressed down on my shoulder and said, "Squat down!"

I squatted down, his large penis dangling in front of my eyes. Ah, so thick, so long! I vaguely knew what he wanted me to do. Sure enough, he said, "Eat me a banana!" His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was irresistible.

I had never sucked a banana for a man before. I reached out my right hand and grabbed his large penis. Ah, one hand wasn't enough to cup it, so I had to use both hands to hold it, open my mouth, and lick and kiss it.

Unexpectedly, my first time sucking a banana was incredibly pleasurable for him; he closed his eyes and let out soft moans. As I licked and stroked his penis, listening to his moans, I was infected by his pleasure, and my vagina became wet without me even realizing it.

After about five minutes, he suddenly helped me up, pushed me onto the bed, and pressed himself against me, kissing my face, neck, breasts, and inner thighs indiscriminately. Suddenly, he moved his mouth to my vulva and began licking it with his tongue. My vulva was suddenly subjected to such intense stimulation that I involuntarily trembled all over.

My vulva had never been licked before. His tongue licked my labia majora and minora, clitoris, and vaginal opening, as nimble as a snake and as hot as a heater. A blissful feeling spread from my vulva throughout my body, leaving me completely weak.

Suddenly, he leaped up, lifting my legs and bending them so that my knees touched my shoulders. He knelt behind me, freeing one hand to guide his large penis towards my vulva. I opened my eyes and pleaded, "Sir, your penis is big, please be gentle!" He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

With a "pop," his large penis slowly entered my vagina, and it slid in unimpeded—my vagina was already so wet, I was already excited.

His large penis rhythmically and slowly thrust inside me, and I felt my vagina gripping his large penis tightly. With each thrust, currents of electricity shot from my vagina throughout my body. I opened my mouth, wanting to express my pleasure through moans, but I reminded myself that I was being raped, how could I be so shameless? Despite trying to suppress my moans, I couldn't control my panting.

Seeing my response, he increased the speed of his thrusts, his large penis hitting my cervix with each stroke. After hundreds of thrusts, he lowered my legs, spread them apart, and continued thrusting on top of me using the "nine shallow, one deep" method.

Another round of climax came, and I found my hands tightly wrapped around his waist, occasionally roaming over his body. Then, he kissed my red lips, slipped his tongue into my mouth, and explored it. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue, and our tongues finally intertwined.

After a few minutes of deep kissing, he turned me over, making me kneel on the bed while he knelt behind me. After caressing my buttocks for a while, he lifted his large penis, aimed it at my vagina, and thrust it in hard. Then, a series of rapid "slap slap" sounds came from behind me.

"Powerful! So good!" I thought to myself. I swayed my body, trying my best to meet his thrusts, and finally, a moan escaped my lips. I finally abandoned the most basic dignity of a woman, a woman being raped. I screamed loudly, moaning like a bitch in heat.

He grabbed my breasts with both hands, like grabbing a lump of dough, showing no mercy, pulling them back hard, again and again. At this moment, the savage beast was fully exposed. I felt a tearing pain in my breasts, but also an indescribable pleasure emanating from my vagina.

Suddenly, my cervix was struck by a gush of hot liquid; I felt incredibly good, cried out, and collapsed onto the bed. White semen gushed from my vagina, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

"How was it? Enjoyable, wasn't it? Did you enjoy being raped?"

I closed my eyes and nodded in shame. He pounced on me again, groping and kissing me haphazardly for a while before putting on his clothes.

As he left, he said to me, "I met you at McDonald's three months ago, and I was immediately captivated by your beauty. From that moment on, I was determined to rape you. I spent three months investigating your and your family's daily routines and scouting the area before deciding to do it today. You are the most beautiful, the most lewd, and the most sensible of the twenty-five women I've raped, and the only one I didn't harm too much. Don't worry, I have professional ethics; I only do what I want with a woman, unless she calls the police. Goodbye, my dear!" With that, he vigorously rubbed my breasts, which were red from his grip, picked up the gleaming knife, tucked it into his waistband, and left.

Zhizhi hugged me and recounted her ordeal of being raped. As I listened to Zhizhi's account of being raped, I caressed her glistening, white body, my penis hardening. I felt an unparalleled excitement at my wife being raped.

Zhizhi asked, "Honey, you won't despise me, will you?"

I thought: Last time you were with Ah Ming, I didn't despise you, so why not this time? I stroked her hair, comforting her, "No, it's not your fault, why would I blame you?"

She blushed and said, "But, I had an orgasm when I was raped..."

"Since you can't escape rape, then enjoy it! What's wrong with that?"

"Will you have any psychological barriers when you have sex with me in the future?"

"No, I'll prove it to you now." I pushed her away, quickly freed myself from the restraints, and thrust in.

"No, there's that man's semen inside, let me wash it off!"

"Then use it as lubricant!" With that, my penis pierced her vagina, piercing the vagina filled with the semen of the man who raped my wife. Zhizhi probably hadn't had enough of that guy yet, moaning softly, experiencing multiple orgasms.

For the next few months, whenever I made love to Zhizhi, I would always talk to her about that rape experience. And she would always blush, appearing very excited. I didn't need to put in much effort to arouse her; she would quickly reach orgasm. And I, too, felt an extra thrill when talking about it, and my penis became exceptionally hard.

I often regret that day. If only I had gone home earlier and witnessed Zhizhi being raped, seen her ecstasy during the rape, how wonderful that would have been! Or, I could have even had sex with my dear wife with that skinny guy! Sigh, I'm such a pervert!

(VIII)

My home is a three-story building. On either side of my house live a high school student and a young couple, whose houses are also three stories, just like mine. Although it's called three stories, half of the third floor is actually a room, and the other half is a rooftop. I use this room as a guest room and rarely go up there. The distance between the two floors is only a foot, so we can easily walk back and forth on the rooftop if we want.

One night, Zhizhi and I were enjoying the cool air on the rooftop, and when our feelings got too strong, we couldn't resist. Zhizhi said, "Let's go downstairs, back to our bedroom."

I said, "I can't hold back anymore, I'll stay in this room." I pointed to the guest room next to the rooftop.

"How can that be? That room doesn't have a window, people will see us."

"It's so late, who will come to see you? Besides, isn't this exciting?"

"Fine, let's go. If your wife is seen by others, you're the one who loses out."

"Loss what? Last time you were raped, I didn't say I lost out. Besides, good things should be shared!"

Mentioning the time she was raped made her even more excited. She pulled me into the guest room, not even closing the door, took off her clothes, and lay down on the bed. I closed the door, took off my clothes too, looked at the beautiful body on the bed, mounted her, and started having sex.

Zhizhi was particularly excited making love in the new environment, her moans drifting out the window. As we made love, I glanced out the window and saw a person standing there; from his build, I could tell it was the high school student. I whispered to Zhizhi, "Honey, that high school student next door is watching us from the window." I thought she'd jump up if she heard that.

But to my surprise, she opened her eyes, glanced out the window, and whispered to me, "What should we do? Give him a good show. Ah… ah…" She became even more wanton, moaning and rubbing her breasts, her body contorting.

I thought, a show it is. I can't let that kid outside look down on me, his senior. I want him to know I'm a stud, a real man. We tried one position after another.

I looked out the window again. The high school student's body was swaying back and forth. I was sure he was watching our spectacular performance while masturbating. That guy was really lucky; he could masturbate while watching my wife—a mature, beautiful woman with a perfect body—watching her wanton expression as she was being fucked, watching her melodious, captivating moans. We

fucked for a full 30 minutes before I pulled out and ejaculated onto her high, firm breasts. To show off my penis's size, I even waved it out the window a few times. At that moment, the high school student showed no sign of leaving. His face was pressed against the windowpane, seemingly unafraid of being discovered, his eyes greedily fixed on Zhizhi's beautiful body, on her shapely, high breasts, on her wet vulva and the thick pubic hair. Zhizhi was only 22 years old then, and she truly resembled a flower bud about to bloom.

From then on, Zhizhi frequently asked me to make love in that guest room. She was exceptionally lewd during these encounters, and I readily agreed. Firstly, being spied on during sex was indeed thrilling; secondly, Zhizhi enjoyed it; her lewdness made me feel good; and thirdly, Zhizhi's body was so beautiful, and showing it off to others made me, as her husband, feel proud. It wasn't a loss to let others see it. It was a win-win situation, so why not? From then on, we always made love in the guest room, and every time, that high school student would peep through the window.

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One night, Zhizhi and I went to the rooftop again. After reaching the rooftop, we suddenly heard a faint moan. What was going on? Zhizhi and I secretly climbed over the rooftop and approached the room. Ah! There, a high school student was straddling a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, passionately thrusting into her. The girl was beautiful, with fair skin, high, full breasts, and radiating youthful energy. With each thrust, the high school student's genitals were faintly visible.

Zhizhi was captivated, gripping my hand tightly, and my penis unconsciously hardened. I pulled open Zhizhi's robe—of course, Zhizhi was completely naked underneath. I first rubbed Zhizhi's breasts with my hands, then touched her vulva. Ah! It was wet.

Zhizhi whispered in my ear, "Honey, fuck me, I can't hold back anymore!"

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Let's go back and do it later."

"No, I can't hold back anymore. And I want to watch while we do it!" she said shyly.

I thought, watching someone else do it while I do it myself, how exciting! I took out my already pent-up penis, took off Zhizhi's robe, and inserted it into her vulva from behind. Zhizhi's vulva was already overflowing with moisture, and my penis smoothly hit her G-spot.

Inside the room, the high school student was imitating the techniques he used to spy on us making love, making the girl moan repeatedly. It was clear that the girl was no longer a virgin. And that boy, influenced by me, even adopted my style in every move. I thought, if he were to do it with those cunning eyes, he definitely wouldn't be able to tell if it was him or me.

Then I looked at the high school student; he pulled the girl's body to the edge of the bed, and at that moment, I had a chance to see her genitals. His pubic hair was sparse, just a small tuft, and his thighs were spread open, revealing the pink flesh of her vaginal opening. He inserted his penis into the girl's body again, grasping her breasts with both hands, rhythmically pulling them back while his penis thrust forward in rhythm with his hands.

This was the move I always performed when he was spying on me. Firstly, this position allowed him to clearly see my wife's high, perfect breasts and thick pubic hair, which I was so proud of; it allowed him to see my expressive face during sex, and even more importantly, it allowed him to see my large penis. Secondly, it was the position that Zhizhi enjoyed the most.

A series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh, along with the woman's melodious moans and the high school student's occasional low groans, created an extremely beautiful melody. Zhizhi and I thrust and received each other passionately, enjoying this vivid and alluring spring scene. The only drawback was that we couldn't make any sound.

After all, we were teenagers. After a few minutes of thrusting, the high school student roared and stopped; he had ejaculated. After a pause, the girl stroked the boy's penis, still savoring the moment, and said, "You're amazing! You made me feel like I was in heaven! Didn't you say it was your first time making love? How do you know so much?"

"Of course, I had a teacher!"

"You get taught how to make love?"

"If you don't believe me, put on your clothes and come with me."

I was still embracing Zhizhi and thrusting into her outside the window when I heard the high school student say that. I immediately pulled out my penis and said to Zhizhi, "Come on, it's our turn to perform!" I grabbed Zhizhi and hurriedly returned to the guest room, took off

our clothes, and started doing it again. Zhizhi knew that someone was coming to watch her perform again, and she was very excited. Moreover, this was the first time a girl had come to watch us make love. As soon as my penis went in, she cried out excitedly.

About two minutes later, I saw the two boys reach the window. I clearly saw the girl cover her mouth with her hand, about to cry out in surprise. I leaned down and whispered to Zhizhi, "They're here, right outside the window." Zhizhi's reaction became even more intense.

I used all my skills, thrusting in and out for a while before changing positions. Zhizhi's beautiful singing voice rose and fell, making everyone who heard it feel excited. The high school student couldn't resist any longer. He unbuttoned the girl's school uniform and bra, vigorously rubbing and twisting her breasts. Later, I saw him lean down, presumably to take off her school skirt and underwear. Then, the high school student hugged the girl from behind, his body swaying rapidly back and forth. I knew they were doing the same thing we had just done—enjoying someone else's performance while making love.

The girl was pressed against the windowsill with one hand, the other covering her cherry-like mouth, which was about to let out a moan from extreme pleasure. Her body was contorted as she thrust backward forcefully. I pulled out my penis, got off the bed, and moved Zizi to the edge. I held my hard, thick penis and waved it defiantly at the window a few times. I noticed the girl looked surprised again. My penis must have surprised her with its size!

I gripped my penis and thrust it hard into Zhizhi's vagina. Zhizhi caressed her breasts with one hand and her clitoris with the other, moaning, "Faster, faster... harder, faster, fuck me to death! Ah... I'm going to heaven..." Her

lewd cries stimulated the couple outside the window, while Zhizhi's heaving breasts and alluring facial expressions further aroused the high school student. The high school student thrust rapidly a few times, then stopped, his body arching over the girl's back. Almost simultaneously, I ejaculated into Zhizhi's cervix.

I lay on Zhizhi's beautiful body, my hands playing with her curvaceous figure. The couple outside the window had already left.

After resting for a while, Zhizhi hugged me tightly, saying with ecstasy, "Honey, you're making me feel so good. It's so exciting!"

One night, Zhizhi and I made love again in the guest room. Somehow, after fifteen minutes, we had already used our usual last-minute "bedside twist," but the high school student still hadn't shown up. Zhizhi and I were both a little disappointed.

Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs. I said to Zhizhi, "Someone's here. You rest for a bit, I'll be right back." At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the high school student outside the window. I wondered, what would happen to him after I left? I told Zhizhi, "I'll turn off the light, and we'll have our little battle in the dark when I get back." When I left, I deliberately didn't close the door completely, leaving a small gap.

After going downstairs, I opened the front door and saw it was the postman delivering a registered letter. After taking the letter, I sneaked up to the third floor and crouched by the stairs, observing the situation. I saw the high school student standing at the door of the guest room, hesitate for a moment, take off his clothes, glance at the stairs again, and then slip into the room. I quietly walked to the window and listened to what was happening inside.

Zhizhi was still lying on the bed. The boy went to the bedside, touched Zhizhi's body, and inserted his penis into her vagina. "Ah...ah...husband, faster...harder...thrust! It feels so good...ah!" Zhizhi kept moaning.

I was outside, listening to Zhizhi's moans, feeling both excited and distressed. Did Zhizhi really not recognize who was doing her to her?

About two minutes later, the guy, whether from panic or excessive excitement, let out a low growl and ejaculated.

"Why did it end so quickly?" Zhizhi said. The young man didn't dare linger, picked up his clothes, and left.

When he returned to his room, I was already waiting for him. I grabbed his hair and said fiercely, "Kid, what you've done! I'm taking you to the police station!"

He was stunned by this sudden turn of events, still not dressed, and collapsed to the ground. He stammered, "Forgive me, don't arrest me, I'll make amends."

"How will you make amends? You slept with my wife, can that make amends?"

"Sure, sure, I'll let you have my girlfriend!"

I thought: I'm about to achieve my goal. Ever since I saw him having sex with his girlfriend, that youthful girl has left a very deep impression on me.

"What girlfriend? Is it the one you brought home a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes."

"How can she compare to my wife! Would she let me have sex with her?"

"Tomorrow night, after I've had some lovemaking with her, I'll turn off the lights and go out. You come in and have sex with her; she won't recognize you." "

Okay. My wife doesn't know it's you having sex with her. You have to keep it a secret!"

"Yes, yes, definitely!"

After negotiating with that guy, I went back to my room. When I came in, Zhizhi asked, "Why did it take so long? Who came?"

I realized that Zhizhi knew the man who had just slept with her wasn't me. She probably heard the low growl from his ejaculation, but she hadn't mentioned it to me. I was happy to play dumb. After all, it wasn't the first time my wife had slept with someone else; the important thing was that she enjoyed it. I turned on the light, got my erection, and started again. Stimulated by my wife's experience with someone else, I was incredibly excited and performed exceptionally well. Zhizhi even begged for mercy under my ministrations.

The next night, after Zhizhi fell asleep, I waited on the rooftop. After a while, I saw the high school student bring the girl into the room. I walked to the window and looked into the room. They were sitting on the edge of the bed, passionately kissing and caressing each other. A moment later, they were naked and rolling around on the bed. Looking at the girl's newly developed breasts, her bright red nipples, and her fair skin, the thought of possessing such a beautiful body soon made every cell in my body tremble with excitement, and my penis became erect.

Compared to my darlings, she was certainly not as beautiful, lacking their graceful curves, mature charm, and the alluring vigor they possessed. But she exuded the unique youthful energy of a young girl, and besides, she was very alluring.

Then the lights in the room went out, and I knew it was my turn. I quickly took off all my clothes. Just then, the high school student quietly came out, saw me, pointed into the room, and went downstairs.

I went into the room, went to the bed, and reached under the bed. My hand touched a soft mass of flesh—ah! It was a breast. "So bouncy! A young girl's breasts are so nice," I thought.

I got on the bed and pressed myself against the girl, kissing her on the lips. The girl immediately extended her warm and moist tongue, intertwining it with mine. After a long, passionate kiss, our tongues and fingers shifted their attack, targeting her breasts. I played with those high, rounded breasts to my heart's content, inhaling the girl's intoxicating fragrance. The girl's breathing became heavy. Then, my tongue moved to her thighs and mons pubis, while my fingers were also busy, gently pressing on her clitoris.

The girl was overflowing with desire, and I probed her opening with my fingers. Ah, it was wet; her juices were flowing from her opening, soaking the sheets along her thighs. I inserted my fingers into her vagina. Ah, so narrow! Inserting one finger felt a little difficult. I stirred my fingers inside her, and soon she was panting heavily.

It was time. I parted her legs, guided my penis, and pushed her labia apart. I thrust forward slightly, and my penis began to enter her vagina. A jolt of electricity shot through my body. My penis continued to push forward, quickly reaching her clitoris.

"Ah! It feels so good! Why is that thing suddenly so big tonight... Ah!" the girl moaned.

At first, I only moved slowly, because as soon as my penis entered her body, my glans felt sore and numb, and my semen seemed ready to burst out at any moment; after a few minutes, my penis got used to the surroundings and was no longer so restrained, so I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. The girl's upper body twisted and turned, her head swayed, and her small mouth sang a beautiful and melodious lovemaking symphony under the command of my rod and penis. I used all my skills and various lovemaking techniques, determined to make this girl spend this unforgettable night.

The girl's voice became hoarse, and her upper body gradually stopped twisting. "Ah! Ah! Wei, you're so amazing tonight! I... ah... I only just learned what making love is today. Your skills in bed are incredible, I, Chen Yuling, will follow you from now on." It was then that I learned the name of the girl I was having sex with.

I thought, after playing for over an hour, my little brother had had his fill, time to let him go. I increased the speed of my thrusts, frantically thrusting hundreds more times into her wet little hole. My glans throbbed with a tingling sensation, and my semen, like a floodgate opened, gushed into the cervix of the beautiful girl, Yuling. I lay on top of her, caressing her youthful body once more, playing with her elastic breasts. Finally, I kissed her lovely cheek, got up, and left the room.

The high school student, Ah Wei, was already waiting naked at the door. Seeing me come out, he immediately went into the room and turned on the light. The girl also put on her clothes, chatted with Ah Wei for a while, and then left.

"My wife was fucked for a minute, and I fucked his girlfriend for an hour. I didn't lose out! But Ah Wei is going to be in trouble later. I wonder how he'll satisfy Ah Ling?" Thinking this, I went home.

(IX)

Another beautiful night, with the moon shining brightly, Zhi Zhi was away on a business trip, and I was home alone, feeling incredibly bored, so I went up to the rooftop. After watching Ah Wei and Ah Ling make love, my penis was throbbing and wouldn't lower itself for a long time. Then, I noticed that the rooftop door of the other room was half-open, but there was no one on the rooftop, and no one in the guest room either. What was going on? I thought: Mr. and Mrs. Wen are so careless.

Following the stairs down to the second floor, I heard moans. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw the bedroom door ajar, and Mrs. Wen was lying naked on the bed. Mrs. Wen was about 25 years old, roughly my age. Normally, I had a very good impression of Mrs. Wen. She often wore solid-colored suits, appearing both elegant and refined. Mrs. Wen was beautiful, with fair skin and a fantastic figure. Most captivating was her beautiful face, so alluring that one couldn't bear to look away. I never imagined that the usually elegant and quiet Mrs. Wen would behave like this.

She was lying on the bed, rubbing her breasts with her left hand, and holding a dildo in her right hand, thrusting it in and out of her vagina, occasionally letting out moans. I lay prostrate outside her bedroom door, my eyes glued to the scene inside. Her eyes were closed, her body contorted with excitement.

Mrs. Wen's figure was even more striking now that she was naked; her breasts were high, her nipples small and pointed, and her areolas, unlike the others, were a deep burgundy. The only flaw was her slightly protruding lower abdomen. But what surprised me most was that her pubic area was completely hairless. Mrs. Wen was a bald woman; I'd never been with a bald woman before.

"Mrs. Wen has sexual needs, and I'll help her out!" I thought. I saw a semi-transparent stocking by the door, picked it up, pulled it over my head, stripped off my clothes, and slipped into the room.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Mrs. Wen asked in terror.

"I'm here to help you satisfy your sexual needs." With that, I pulled the vibrating dildo still inside her, got on the bed, and, holding the dildo, parted her labia. I thrust forward, inserting my penis.

"Ah...no, please! No, ah..." Her pleas grew weaker with each thrust, eventually turning into moans.

"This slut is truly wanton! So demure and dignified on ordinary days, but she's a completely different person in bed."

At that moment, I reveled in the intense guilt and thrill of the rape; I enjoyed the waves of pleasure emanating from the beautiful woman's tight, wet vagina rubbing against my penis; I enjoyed the rich, lewd facial expressions on her face after her orgasm. Nine light strokes, one dark stroke; three light strokes, one dark stroke; flowers on the left; flowers on the right; straight to the Yellow Dragon...

I unleashed my full skill in bed, and Mrs. Wen was being fucked senseless. Her body thrust back desperately with each of my strokes, her eyes tightly closed, her small mouth emitting moans that rose and fell, occasionally uttering cries of "Faster," "Don't stop," "Deeper," "I'm going to die," "I'm going to die," and "Mommy!" I've been with quite a few women, but I'd never encountered one as captivating as Mrs. Wen, with such a rich array of expressions and words.

After thousands of thrusts, I grew a little tired, slowed my pace, and lay on top of her, caressing her breasts. Her breasts were white, tender, and bouncy, and I couldn't resist touching them.

After playing around for a while, Mrs. Wen pushed me away, signaling me to continue. I had no choice but to unleash my full potential and fight her to the bitter end. "Old man pushing a cart," "splitting sugarcane by the bedside," "half a roasted goose thigh"... I used every trick in the book to give Mrs. Wen all the pleasures that women should have but often can't have. Finally, I fired all my cannonballs into her headquarters—her cervix.

After embracing and caressing each other for a while, she spoke up: "You're so good, I'm dying! I wish my husband was half as good as you. Take off your hood, Ahua!"

I was stunned, and after a long while, I asked in confusion, "How did you know it was me?"

"Tonight's events were deliberately arranged by me. My husband and your wife are both away on business. I deliberately opened the rooftop door so you would come in out of curiosity. I've seen you making love on the rooftop. You're so handsome, so manly, and so good in bed. I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time, but I was afraid that your wife was so beautiful that you wouldn't like me."

"Ah, so I fell for your trick!" I took off the socks, kissed her, and said, "You tricked me, how are you going to make it up to me?"

"Compensation? You feel cheated? If you feel cheated, I'll sleep with you tonight and do whatever you want! I'll make sure you're comfortable. Tomorrow, we'll be even and forget about it!"

"How can you do this to your husband?"

"I'm not content with only one man in my life. I want to create the most exciting and unforgettable moments of my life. Can you guarantee your wife hasn't had such thoughts, hasn't slept with other men?"

Thinking back to that time when Zhizhi and Amin made love, I think, Amin came, and Zhizhi was still wearing a sexy nightgown. Wasn't that clearly seducing Amin? Didn't Zhizhi also have this thought in her heart, "I'm not content with only one man in my life"? It's just that she wasn't as direct as Mrs. Wen.

"Will you share this most exciting and unforgettable moment with your husband?" I asked.

"No, it's my secret, I won't tell him until the day I die. Tomorrow, I will still be his good wife, and I won't cheat on him again. Tonight, with you—the second man in my life—I am satisfied!"

After hearing this, I kissed her nipple and said, "Don't worry, I won't cling to you. But I didn't realize that you, so elegant and refined when you're dressed, are so lewd and wanton in bed." "

That's women for you. They act all sacred and unapproachable in public, but once in bed, they're more wanton and shameless than prostitutes. Isn't your wife like that?"

After hearing her words, I nodded with deep feeling. I thought: There are many women like her, more than just her and mine.

That night, we caressed and kissed endlessly in bed, then made love. Afterwards, there were more kisses, caresses, teasing, and heartfelt conversations, followed by more lovemaking… We seemed to have inexhaustible energy and endless topics to discuss. We were both captivated by each other's bodies, as if we were a newlywed couple, or a long-lost couple reunited after more than ten years of separation. We made love wildly, losing count of how many times we did it.

Soon, dawn broke. I mustered my remaining strength and made love to her one last time. After we dressed each other, we embraced and kissed passionately once more, then parted with reluctance. As we parted, I saw her eyes still brimming with tears.

After that, I often ran into her at my doorstep or on the street, but apart from feeling her affectionate gaze, we never had another exciting encounter like that night.

(X)

One day, Zhizhi told me that Biyi was coming. Zhizhi and I went to Huangtian Airport to pick her up.

After waiting for a while at the airport, Biyi came out. She was wearing a green suit skirt, looking elegant and graceful. When Zhizhi saw her, she immediately went up to her and gave her a warm hug. I also went over and hugged her back. Biyi told us that she was on a business trip and a vacation, and would be staying in Shenzhen for half a month. She said she might need our help with some things, and we readily agreed. And so, Biyi stayed at our house.

In the evening, Xiaowen also came. When Xiaowen saw me, she winked at me with eyes full of affection. The three women, having not seen each other for so long, had so much to talk about, leaving me feeling neglected. From their conversation, I learned that Biyi also had a boyfriend and was getting married. She had become the vice president of a large trading company.

That night, the three women slept in our bedroom, talking until late.

The next day, Zhizhi, Xiaowen, and I accompanied Biyi to Splendid China and Window of the World. That night, Zhizhi slept with Biyi again, and this continued for several days.

On the fifth night after Biyi arrived, I couldn't resist anymore and secretly said to Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, will you sleep with me tonight?"

"No! I can't neglect Biyi."

"I can't hold back!"

"You have to endure it."

I threatened her, "If you don't sleep with me, I'll sneak into your room and have sex with you tonight!"

"Ha, do you have the guts? I'm ready anytime tonight!"

I thought: Don't underestimate me, you'll be sorry tonight.

At one o'clock in the morning, I got up and stealthily sneaked into their room, naked. Through the dim streetlights outside the window, I saw Zhizhi; she was sleeping on the outside of the bed. Looking at Biyi, she was sleeping inside, just like Zhizhi, fast asleep. I climbed onto the bed and secretly pulled open Zhizhi's robe. As usual, Zhizhi was completely naked under her nightgown. I used my skillful flirting techniques to caress her breasts and genitals.

Zhizhi was quickly awakened by me, and she whispered, "You've got some nerve!" I whispered back, "That's called being incredibly audacious."

She said, "Let's go to your room."

"No, I can't resist," I said, climbing on top of Zhizhi and inserting my penis into her vagina.

Zhizhi hadn't been penetrated for several days, and under my ministrations, she was already aroused, her vagina overflowing with desire. I slowly moved my penis, trying not to make a sound so as not to wake Biyi. Making love next to our old classmate was incredibly exciting and thrilling—a stolen thrill.

After a while, Zhizhi started to respond; to keep quiet, she had to keep her mouth and eyes tightly shut. I continued thrusting while watching Biyi's movements. Biyi was fast asleep and seemed unaware.

After a while, Biyi turned over. The moment she moved, I immediately stopped thrusting. She didn't seem to be awake, but this turn caused the hem of her robe to lift, revealing her body from the waist down. The light from the streetlights outside was dim, but enough for me to see clearly: like Zhizhi, Biyi was sleeping without a robe. I could clearly see Biyi's flat stomach and her prominent vulva. The pubic hair on her vulva was darker and thicker than Zhizhi's. I also saw Biyi's long, slender legs.

I saw that she was still asleep, and I continued my actions on Zhizhi. To have sex with one woman's vulva and admire another woman's vulva—I felt so happy! I thought to myself.

I was very careful, but there was always a slight rustling sound, which could wake someone who wasn't a deep sleeper. However, Biyi didn't move at all. Just when I thought she probably wouldn't be woken up, Biyi's eyelids suddenly opened. She glanced at me, and I immediately stopped.

Zhizhi was already immersed in pleasure and didn't know any of this. She was currently approaching the peak of ecstasy, so she wouldn't let me stop. She nudged me with her hand, urging me to move again. I looked at Biyi and saw that she had closed her eyes again, but her lips were smiling.

Seeing this expression, I felt relieved. At the same time, a strange excitement arose within me. Biyi could pretend to be asleep without making any move, and she should have known her robe was lifted, yet she didn't pull it down to cover herself. What did that mean? I became even more vigorous, and Zhizhi's orgasm returned. She couldn't control herself and let out soft gasps.

After the orgasm, I stopped to let Zhizhi rest. But I had another purpose. As soon as I stopped, I freed one hand and placed it on Biyi's thigh. Biyi's body trembled, and a smile returned to her face. She didn't resist, and my hand caressed her thigh. So firm, so smooth!

After caressing it for a while, my hand left her thigh and moved towards her genitals, my fingers even inserting into her vagina. Ah, Biyi's vagina was already overflowing with fluid. Biyi's hand finally moved; she reached out and pressed my hand down. My heart pounded, because this action was too bold, and could easily provoke her anger. However, Biyi didn't react; she pulled my fingers out of her vagina and placed my hand on her thigh. My hand stopped moving, and her hand relaxed, so I could only gently stroke her thigh and rub her hand.

At this moment, Zhizhi moved. Her stillness had ended, and she wanted to continue, so I had to withdraw my hand and continue thrusting. I was so excited, shaking my hips vigorously; I wanted to show off my sexual prowess to Biyi. After about fifteen more minutes of thrusting, I ejaculated all my semen into Zhizhi's body.

"Hurry up, don't linger any longer. It'll be bad if Biyi finds out," Zhizhi pushed me away.

I got up, and before leaving the bed, I couldn't resist rubbing Biyi's chest. I saw Biyi smile again.

The next morning, my heart was pounding. I was afraid Biyi would tell Zhizhi about what happened last night, and even more afraid to face Biyi. But my worries were unnecessary. Biyi greeted me warmly as usual, as if nothing had happened last night.

Today's itinerary had been arranged yesterday. In the morning, I would take her to discuss business, and in the afternoon, we would go to the water park. As for Zhizhi, her company was holding a board meeting. Her company was undertaking a major project, and she had to go to work.

In the morning, I set off in a Jeep. I had arranged for several big bosses to meet with Biyi to discuss business. Because of my influence, the business was basically settled, and only the signing of the contract remained. After having lunch with the bosses, Biyi and I drove to the water park. Biyi was in a great mood the whole way, talking non-stop.

When we arrived at the water park, we went to the changing room to change into our swimsuits. I changed and went to the poolside, sitting on a chair to wait for her. After a while, Biyi came out, wearing a light yellow bikini, looking incredibly sexy. Ah, her tall figure, with its curvaceous curves, was simply captivating. Biyi walked towards me, attracting many admiring glances.

Indeed, Biyi was beautiful. Speaking of beauty, I've met many women, each with their own unique kind of beauty. Afang possesses a simple beauty; Afen possesses a delicate, natural, and demure beauty; Aling possesses a youthful beauty, not only alluring but also radiating a strong youthful energy; Xiaowen is pretty and quiet, possessing a reserved and enduring beauty; Mrs. Wen possesses a mature beauty, exuding a sensual and alluring charm, with a captivating power; and Biyi before us is radiant, beautiful and charming, not much less so than Zizhi, possessing a healthy, lively, and passionate beauty.

Of course, compared to Zizhi's beauty, none of them can compare. Zhizhi's beauty is comprehensive and all-encompassing. She possesses almost all the virtues they have, and even surpasses them in some aspects. However, Zhizhi has one more characteristic that they lack: she can display different beauty and exude different temperaments with changes in hairstyle and clothing, giving people a fresh feeling.

"What's wrong with me?" Biyi asked with a smile when she saw me staring blankly at her.

"Nothing, you're very beautiful," I replied, snapping me out of my reverie.

She glanced at me and smiled, saying, "You're not bad either, very manly, very masculine!"

"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked.

"He's quite handsome, but he's a bookworm, he doesn't have your manly charm." Saying this, she pulled me up and said, "Come on, let's go swimming!" She dragged me to the poolside, pushed me into the pool, and laughed, saying, "Man, you've fallen for my trick! Haha!" Then she jumped into the pool herself.

Looking at her innocent and lovely expression, her radiant face, and her fit figure, I was captivated. In the pool, we played and frolicked, watching her joyful expression, as if nothing had happened the night before, as if my finger had never been inside her.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, we returned home. Zhizhi was already waiting at home. Seeing us return, she quickly stood up and came to greet us. She held Biyi's hand and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Biyi, the company plans have changed. I have to go to England to select models for seven days. My flight is at seven o'clock tonight." She looked at me affectionately and said to Biyi, "You have to take good care of Ahua for me! Luckily, we'll have two more days to meet after I get back, so we can talk and have fun." She then walked up to me and said, "It's urgent, I didn't have time to tell you beforehand, I'm sorry. I've already packed my luggage, please take me to the airport right away."

Biyi smiled and said, "Go quickly, or you'll be late. I'll cook dinner tonight."

And so, I drove Zhizhi to the airport, kissed her goodbye, and saw her off on the plane.

When I got home, Biyi had already cooked dinner and set the table. We ate and chatted about history and current events, having a very pleasant conversation that lasted four hours. Biyi and I were best friends for four years, but we rarely had the chance to be alone together.

Before we knew it, the clock had struck twelve. Biyi said, "Okay, that's enough for today. I'll clear the table and wash the dishes. You can take a shower."

After showering, I went to my room and lay on the bed to read. After a while, Biyi came in and said to me, "I've finished showering and I'm going to bed. Is there anything else you need help with?"

I quickly got out of bed, took Biyi's hand, and said, "Biyi, don't go. Stay with me tonight, okay?"

Biyi lowered her head, her face flushed, and said, "Weren't you teasing me enough last night? Do you want to tease me again?"

I mustered my courage, put one arm around her waist, and lifted her head with the other, saying to her, "Biyi, promise me!"

Biyi just blushed and didn't say anything, nor did she push me away.

"My dear Biyi, please say yes!"

Biyi raised her lowered eyes, looked at me, smiled, and whispered, "Okay, I say yes."

I was overjoyed. I picked Biyi up, spun her around three times, put her down, kissed her on the cheek, and said happily, "My dear Biyi, thank you!" Then I hugged Biyi and kissed her red lips. Biyi also put one hand on my shoulder and the other around my waist, and kissed me proactively.

After a long, passionate kiss, we were both naked. I carried Biyi to the bed, stood by the bed, and carefully admired Biyi's body. Biyi, like Zhizhi, had a beautiful figure. The difference is that Biyi's nipples are not as pointed as Zhizhi's, her areolas are larger, and she has less pubic hair than Zhizhi.

Biyi was also lying on the bed, staring at my penis. I shook my already erect penis and asked with a smile, "How is it? How does it compare to your boyfriend's?"

"It's thicker, much stronger than his." Saying that, she pulled me onto the bed, grabbed my dark, big, long, and hard penis with one hand, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the glans.

The warm little mouth and nimble tongue sent waves of intense pleasure through my penis. Ah, this is what eating a banana is like, this is what blowing a flute is like. So this thing is so exciting, I have to try it with every one of them in the future.

After a while, the pleasure from the glans became even stronger, and I had the urge to ejaculate. "I can't ejaculate, I can't let Biyi look down on me!" I silently warned myself. So, I moved my body, put my mouth close to Biyi's vagina, and kissed her labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening. After a while, I heard Biyi let out a pleasant moan.

Suddenly, Biyi pushed me down on the bed, then straddled me, grabbed my penis and inserted it into her vagina. The penis was aimed at her vagina. Biyi sank, and the penis completely entered her vagina. "Ah!" The first encounter, the intense pleasure made us both moan uncontrollably.

Biyi's vagina was very narrow and held my penis very tightly. The strong friction made all the muscles in my body tense. Biyi rides on me, like a knight whipping his horse. Her body sank again, harder and faster every time. Completely absorbed in the pleasure of sex, she kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands frantically kneading her breasts. Not to be outdone, I moved my lower body in rhythm with hers, thrusting upwards forcefully, again and again.

After a while, she turned around, her back to me, and continued riding me. I held her waist with both hands, forcefully pulling her body against mine.

Ten minutes later, Biyi's rhythm slowed; she was a little tired. I pushed her down onto the bed, spread her legs, guided my penis to her opening, and slowly inserted it. After a few gentle thrusts, I increased the speed of my attack, each thrust penetrating her core.

"Ah! Ah!... Faster, faster, don't stop! Deeper!" Biyi began singing her beautiful lovemaking hymn again.

After about five hundred thrusts, I flipped Biyi over and entered her vagina from behind. I grabbed Biyi's breasts with both hands and thrust my lower body forward forcefully. Biyi's tender pink labia flipped back and forth with my thrusts, and her juices flowed continuously from her vagina, running down her thighs. In a frenzied state, she screamed loudly, pushing her body backward with all her might.

Suddenly, I pulled my penis out, jumped off the bed, pulled her body to the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis again. This is my signature sex technique—the bedside twist. I kneaded her breasts and nipples with one hand, and gently stroked her clitoris with the other, constantly changing positions: shallow thrusts followed by deep ones, left and right thrusts, slow, forceful strokes, the Great Ring, the Thomas Flair… I used every technique imaginable. Biyi desperately twisted her head, arched her back, and howled like a wolf until her voice was hoarse.

Finally, Biyi begged for mercy: “Ahua, have mercy on me, I have no strength left… ah… hurry… it feels so good!”

Seeing that Biyi was truly exhausted, I cupped her buttocks and thrust wildly again. At that moment, my glans tingled, and I quickly withdrew my penis. The first ejaculation landed on Biyi's face, the others landing on her chest and stomach.

"Ah! So this is what sex feels like." Biyi let out a long sigh. "Ahua, you're amazing!" Then, she started to cry.

Seeing her cry, I panicked and quickly hugged her, saying, "Biyi, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to have sex!"

Biyi opened her eyes, gently stroking my face with affection, and said, "Ahua, it's not your fault! I was just feeling sorry for my background!"

"Feeling sorry for your background? You've achieved success in your career, and you've found a boyfriend who loves you. Aren't you living a good life?"

"Oh! Ahua, do you know how deeply I love you? But you fell in love with Zhizhi. I'm Zhizhi's good friend, and I know I can't compare to her, so I can only keep my tears to myself."

After a pause, Biyi wiped away her tears and continued, "After graduation, many classmates went to Shenzhen, but I didn't dare to go. I was afraid that if I saw you, I wouldn't be able to help but reveal my feelings, so I had to return to Shanghai. I swore that I would forget you and find a better man than you. Six months later, I found him. I found him, a man even more handsome than you." But he only has a handsome appearance; he's a good-for-nothing, a mere pretty face. Every time we make love, he finishes in a minute or two, leaving me burning with desire but unable to release it, forcing me to often resort to masturbation to satisfy my sexual needs. He's also hesitant and indecisive in everything he does, lacking any manliness whatsoever. I hate him so much!"

Biyi said, hugging me tightly as she continued, "That's why I miss you more and more. This time, I insisted on coming to Shenzhen on a business trip so I could see you. But fate intervened, and I had to go on a business trip too."

“However,” Biyi continued, “I won’t affect your relationship with Zhizhi. These next few days, I want you to love me well, play with me, talk to me, and make love with me. I’ll give you back to her after Zhizhi comes back. We won’t mention this again, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll love you the same way I love Zhizhi.”

Biyi reached out and touched my penis, blushing as she said, “You really killed me last night. It was so exciting to watch you two make love. Just when I was burning with desire, your finger went in, and I almost screamed from pleasure, so I immediately pulled your finger out. Can you still do it? I want it again.”

“Okay, let’s do it again!” So I mounted her again.

After an hour of intense battle, Biyi knelt down and begged for mercy again.

"Today I finally understand the joys of being a woman. It turns out being a woman is so wonderful!"

"You're really something," I said, touching Biyi's breasts. "You're such a slut, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Because you met a woman who loves you but can't have you, a woman with an insatiable sex drive. My group wouldn't do that. Even if we did, it wouldn't matter."

"Having enjoyed sexual pleasure, will you cheat on me when you go back to Shanghai?" I joked.

"Absolutely not. This trip to Shenzhen has satisfied me! But I hope you'll have the chance to go to Shanghai sometime to comfort my lonely heart."

"It's a deal!"

That night, we slept in each other's arms. The next morning, Biyi asked me to make love to her again, and I, still emboldened, gave her a good scolding.

During Zhizhi's seven-day trip to England, I had sex with Biyi twenty-two times, giving her plenty of sexual pleasure. During this time, with my help, Biyi also signed business contracts worth hundreds of millions of yuan with those big bosses.

Seven days later, Zhizhi returned. Biyi showed no signs of arousal, acting as usual, being incredibly affectionate with Zhizhi, even forcing Zhizhi to sleep with me at night. Alas, Zhizhi, having gone seven days without sex, was extremely sexually horny. As soon as the bedroom door closed, she pounced on me, demanding sex. It took a lot of effort to subdue her.

Two days later, Biyi returned to Shanghai. Before leaving, she hugged Zhizhi and Xiaowen and cried. In the end, I was the one who pulled them apart and pushed her onto the plane.

(I)

My first informal lovemaking was when I was in fifth grade. One day, I went to Qun's house to play. Qun was my good friend and we often made love. At that time, he was in fourth grade.

When we arrived at her house, she was watching two second-grade boys playing a sexual game with great interest. After watching for a while, she asked me, "Want to try it?" I nodded. She pulled me into the room, and we each pulled our pants down to our calves. She pulled my hard penis into her vagina. I thrust forward, and she said, "Wrong!" After straightening my penis with her hand, she said, "Okay! Push!" At that time, she wasn't fully developed; she had no pubic hair, let alone any vaginal lubrication.

I thrust forward with all my might, feeling that her vagina was very narrow, and my penis was being squeezed painfully, but I still pushed forward with all my might. Suddenly, I felt an intense pain in my penis, quickly pulled it out, pulled my pants back up, yelled "Ouch!", and ran away. I ran back home, took off my pants, and saw that my penis was bleeding. It turned out that I had used too much force and tore the base of my penis. Of course, it wasn't serious and would be fine in a couple of days.

The next day, I ran into Qun, who asked me why I had left that day. I honestly told her that my penis was bleeding, and then I left embarrassedly, but I never asked her if she was injured too.

After I grew up, I wondered if I had also torn her hymen. My first time making love, no, it should be called an ignorant sexual game, which seems ridiculous now. I was only eleven years old at the time.

(II)

My first real time making love was during the summer vacation of my first year of high school. I had just turned fifteen.

That afternoon, my parents went to work, and I was home alone. Around 2:30, my female classmate, Afang, came to me, saying she didn't quite understand some of her homework and wanted to ask me for help. Afang was my deskmate, and one of the prettiest girls in the class. She was usually very kind to me, and we got along very well. I invited her into my bedroom—because at that time, my family only had a small desk in the bedroom. I asked her to sit on a small round stool, and I stood next to her to work on our homework.

Afang was wearing the most fashionable white shirt at the time (back then, girls in high school rarely wore bras or underwear). I glanced unintentionally at her neckline, and ah, I saw two mounds of flesh, and what caught my eye most were two things that looked like red beans at the top of those mounds. "Ah, these are women's breasts." My crotch immediately hardened.

As I explained to Afang, I leaned my head against her neck, stealing a close look at her breasts. "Women's breasts are so beautiful!" (Actually, Afang's breasts were just beginning to develop at that time and weren't very prominent.) My crotch was already bulging.

Just then, Afang's hand moved slightly, and her elbow brushed against my penis. Afang probably sensed something was off, glancing at my crotch, her face instantly turning bright red. My heart was pounding. How embarrassing it would be if Afang noticed my erection! But, just now, when Afang's elbow touched my penis, I felt incredibly good. I mustered my courage and casually touched the crook of her arm with my lower body. Afang's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move her hand away.

Afang didn't show any aversion, so I became even bolder, my penis rubbing against the crook of her arm. Afang still didn't move her hand away. "Since I'm already doing this, I might as well go all the way!" I thought, turning my body behind Afang, rubbing my lower body against her back forcefully, and reaching my hands under her armpits to grab her breasts. "Ah, Ahua, no..." Afang cried out, then stopped.

"Afang, I love you, don't move." I rubbed my hands together through her white shirt for a while, seeing that Afang's eyes were closed and she didn't resist, I became even bolder. I freed one hand and unbuttoned Afang's white shirt, pulling it off. Two slightly protruding mounds of flesh and two bright red nipples appeared before my eyes. Afang quickly and shyly covered her chest with her hands. I took Afang's hands and gently lowered them, then eagerly grasped her breasts. Ah, her breasts were soft, her nipples hard—the feeling was wonderful.

After kneading them for a while, I picked Afang up and gently placed her on the bed, then lightly kissed her nipple. "Ah…" The sudden stimulation made Afang moan softly. I kissed her breasts for a while, then leaned down and kissed her lips. Her lips were soft and wet, very comfortable. I tried to explore her mouth with my tongue. My tongue touched hers, and finally, our tongues intertwined. The feeling was amazing.

My penis swelled even more, and I quickly pulled down her pants. A high, bun-shaped mons pubis appeared before my eyes, with a few sparse black hairs on it. Ah, this was a woman's vulva. I spread Afang's legs apart, and ah, I found a small groove. I thought, this must be the vaginal opening. I touched it with my hand. "Ah!" Afang couldn't help but cry out. Her virgin territory, untouched for over ten years, the most sensitive area for a woman, naturally caused her to cry out when a man touched it.

My fingers continued to caress her vulva, and strangely, it gradually became wet. Afang's breathing became heavy, and my penis throbbed painfully. I immediately stripped off all my clothes, knelt between Afang's legs, and, guiding my swollen, purple penis, slowly inserted it into her vulva. The instant my glans touched her labia, I clearly felt Afang's whole body tremble. My

glans went in—ah, soft, wet, warm, slippery—the feeling was wonderful. Suddenly, my glans encountered resistance and couldn't go any further. "Ah…it hurts, be careful, it hurts!" Afang cried out, frowning. I stopped

. After a while, seeing that Afang's frown had disappeared, I launched another attack. I thrust my lower body forward forcefully, and my entire penis plunged into Afang's vagina. "Ah...it hurts!" Afang cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. I quickly stopped.

After a while, Afang opened her eyes and said shyly, "You can move slowly now, but don't be too rough!" Hearing this, I slowly moved my penis in and out. Afang's vagina gripped my penis tightly, and currents of electricity flowed from her vagina to my penis, and then to every cell in my body.

This was a feeling I had never experienced before; it was so exhilarating. I thought, this is what making love is like. So this is what making love feels like! Afang kept her eyes tightly closed and her lips slightly parted, savoring the sensations of making love.

The water in the ditch increased, and my thrusting speed unconsciously quickened. Finally, my glans tingled; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I quickly thrust a few more times and pulled my penis out. White semen spurted out like a machine gun. I quickly caught it with my palm to avoid soiling the sheets. But there was too much semen; my palm couldn't hold it all. A few drops flowed down the back of my hand onto Afang's thigh, then down her thigh and onto the sheets. Looking at the sheets again, I saw a few drops of bright red blood, stained in a peach-blossom pattern, on the snow-white fabric. I knew this was virgin blood, the blood a woman sheds only once in her life.

Afang quickly got out of bed, dressed, and pointed at my forehead, playfully scolding, "You're so naughty!"

I hugged her, "Fang, does it still hurt? Fang, I love you! Fang, come again next week, okay?" Afang nodded in agreement.

After Afang left, I cut off the part of the bed sheet stained with peach blossoms. I still keep that piece of cloth to this day; it's the bloodstain left by the first woman who gave herself to me, and I cherish it.

After that, almost every Sunday, Afang came to my house to do homework together, talk about our feelings, and of course, make love. Sometimes, we would go to the park or the countryside for some outdoor sex. We cared for and helped each other, and our grades were excellent; our classmates envied us. However, we also had our own worries. Every time Afang's period was approaching, we were filled with anxiety, fearing that heaven would grant us a "fruit of our love" prematurely. Fortunately, this never happened.

According to my diary, we made love 118 times in a year, a record second only to my wife. Although I later met many women more beautiful than Afang, Afang is the one I miss the most.

Through frequent lovemaking, I mastered many techniques and skills, which have benefited me immensely throughout my life.

The college entrance exam results arrived. I was accepted into my first choice, Sun Yat-sen University in Guangzhou, while Afang was accepted into her second choice, Fudan University (we both applied to the same university, hoping to be in the same department). We were both very sad to hear this news—we were going to be separated. The night before we were to register at university, we hugged and cried, spending the whole night together.

After entering university, we initially kept in touch by writing to each other every day. Later, our letters became less frequent, and eventually we lost contact because we both found new friends.

(III)

After entering university, I rented a small two-bedroom, two-living-room villa near the school. At university, I met many new classmates. Because of my outstanding academic performance, handsome appearance, and kind nature, I gained the favor of professors and classmates and was even elected as the president of the student council.

Soon after, I also met three campus beauties. These three girls were named Xiaowen, Biyi, and Zhizhi.

Xiaowen wore glasses, was quiet and beautiful, like a secluded orchid in a deep valley; Biyi was an athletic champion, tall and fit, exuding youthful energy, with fair skin, bright eyes, and a sweet, lively, and lovely appearance, like a lovely lily; Zhizhi was 1.71 meters tall, with high breasts, a slender waist, a round bottom, and fair skin with a rosy glow. Looking at her face, she was dazzlingly beautiful and breathtaking. She was so perfect, her temperament so elegant and graceful.

The three beautiful girls, sharing similar tastes, were incredibly close friends. Many male classmates pursued them, but I knew none of them fared well.

For some reason, they took the initiative to approach me, often inviting me to movies, fishing, concerts, and even trips. Soon, the trio of beautiful girls became a "gang of four." Because of this, I was incredibly envious of the male classmates in university. The three of them lived in the same dormitory at school, and sometimes when they stayed out too late and the school gates were closed, they would stay overnight at my small villa. Of course, I slept in one room, and the three of them slept in another.

As we spent more time together, I developed a special affection for Zhizhi. But every activity was always done by the four of us, making it rare to have a chance to be alone with her.

One night, around 11:30 p.m., I was watching TV in the living room when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, it was Zhizhi. Zhizhi was soaking wet, and her white dress clung tightly to her snow-white skin. I could clearly see her bra and panties.

I asked in surprise, "Pingzhi, what happened? Didn't you say your cousin was coming and you were going to keep her company, and you weren't coming back tonight?"

Zhizhi walked in, smiling, and said, "I changed my mind. But the school gates were closed when I got back, so I had to stay here for the night."

I saw that she was shivering from the cold, so I immediately grabbed a towel to dry her hair, then went into the bathroom, turned on the water heater, filled the bathtub with hot water, and took a shirt and a pair of trousers from the closet, handing them to her and saying, "Go take a shower and warm yourself up. I've already filled the tub with hot water. Just wear these clothes."

Zhizhi smiled and said to me, "You're very considerate!" She then turned and walked towards the bathroom, while I continued to sit in the living room watching TV.

About fifteen minutes later, Zhizhi came out. I glanced at her and was stunned. Zhizhi was only wearing a shirt, and she wasn't wearing pants at all. The shirt only covered the area slightly below her upper thighs, meaning her legs were almost completely exposed, only the important part in the middle was covered. In the nearly one year we'd known each other, I had never seen her legs like that before. Those legs were so beautiful—long, shapely, white with a rosy tint, without a single flaw. So perfect! And I also knew that she wasn't naked under her shirt.

I stared blankly at her legs, admiring them closely. "You little pervert, what are you looking at?" Zhizhi walked over, sat down next to me, and tapped my forehead.

I was jolted awake by her touch and awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, your legs are just too beautiful."

She feigned anger and said, "Is it just your legs?"

"No, no, your whole body is beautiful." After a pause, I said seriously, "Zhizhi, to be honest, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, more beautiful than any of the actresses on TV or in movies."

Zhizhi blushed and changed the subject: "Your trousers are too big for me, so I have to wear them. Now, just pretend you're wearing a super short mini-skirt!"

I continued playfully, "But you're so beautiful, and you're wearing so little, it's tempting!"

"Am I really that beautiful?"

"Beautiful, dazzlingly beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful!"

"Are you breathtakingly beautiful?"

"Of course."

Hearing my words, she stopped smiling and said solemnly, "Do you love me?"

I hadn't expected her to ask so directly, and for a moment I didn't know how to answer her question, I was stunned.

"Answer me, do you love me?"

I saw her serious expression, her eyes fixed on me, and I knew she was serious. I bravely raised my head and looked at her, saying, "Yes, I love you!"

"Will you be my wife, to love and care for me for the rest of your life?"

"I do!"

Hearing my words, she smiled, a smile like a beautiful flower. She leaned towards me, her small lips pressed against mine, and then our tongues intertwined, our hands tightly embracing each other.

After a long kiss, I cupped her face in my hands, a blissful smile on my face, and said, "Zhizhi, I love you! I love you to death. Zhizhi, I love you, I've wanted to tell you for so long, I love you!"

Zhizhi kissed me back and said, "Hua, I love you. From the moment we first met, I fell in love with you. Now, I feel so happy! I've found a man who loves me, and I love him too."

"Yes, we've both achieved our dreams!" Another long kiss.

This time, my hands boldly lifted her clothes, caressing her back, her buttocks, her thighs. Gradually, my hands touched her breasts, her nipples. Ah, her breasts were so big, so firm. Compared to Afang's breasts, Afang's could only be described as flat and narrow. However, the sexual experience I gained from Afang was extremely useful. After caressing her for a while, Zhizhi's breathing became heavy—she was aroused.

"Zhizhi, give yourself to me tonight, okay?"

Zhizhi gently nodded.

Seeing her agree, I was overjoyed. I immediately stood up, picked Zhizhi up, carried her into my room, and gently placed her on the bed.

"God, thank you. I finally have Zhizhi. I have the most beautiful, gentlest, and most capable woman in the world!" I kissed Zhizhi and took off her clothes.

Ah, is this carved from white jade? I was stunned. A flawless, white body; snow-white skin with a rosy glow; high, firm breasts with two tiny red nipples; a flat, slender abdomen; rounded, firm buttocks; and a pair of beautifully curved legs. It was perfect. I believe that even the world's most outstanding sculptor could not sculpt such a beautiful body. Most striking was a thick, glossy black tuft of pubic hair in an inverted triangle shape below the abdomen, like an eagle soaring through snow-white clouds. Seeing that I

hadn't moved for a long time, Zizi opened her eyes and looked at me, saying, "Hua, what are you doing?"

"So beautiful, so perfect. I'm admiring my beautiful Zizi!"

"You smooth talker."

I took off my clothes, climbed onto the bed, and lay on top of Zhizhi, caressing and kissing every part of her body. Zhizhi's skin was smooth and silky, like solidified cream. Under my skillful and masterful flirting, Zhizhi was panting heavily, her whole body flushed a rosy red. Finally, my hand reached her most sensitive part. After gently stroking her soft pubic hair for a while, I opened her legs, revealing a pink vulva. At the bottom of the vulva was a small hole, slightly larger than a ballpoint pen refill. I knew this was where my penis would enter.

I used both hands together. My left thumb pressed against her clitoris, gently stroking it, while my right index finger lightly caressed her labia majora and minora. Finally, I gently inserted my index finger into her vaginal opening, gently probing. At first, Zhizhi restrained herself, biting her lip to endure it. But finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a moan, her vagina already overflowing.

"Ahua, this feels so good! Don't use your hands anymore."

I pulled Zhizhi to the edge of the bed, her legs raised outwards. I jumped off the bed, took my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and rubbed it against her labia a few times, wetting my penis. "It's hot, so comfortable!" I pushed my penis into her vaginal opening, about a finger's width deep, before the path forward was blocked! I knew my penis was against her hymen.

"Chichi, it hurts a little, you have to bear it. It'll stop after a while!"

"I'll bear it, I'll tell you to stop if I can't. Every woman has to go through this."

Better a short pain than a long one, that's the experience I learned from having sex with Afang. I thrust forward forcefully, my penis fully inserted into Chichi's vagina.

"It hurts, stop for a moment!"

"Chichi, it's in. My Chichi, you're no longer a girl, you're a real woman now. Chichi, does it still hurt?"

"Much better. Actually, it didn't hurt much just now, I was just scared. You can move slowly now, it's itchy inside."

I kissed Chichi while slowly moving my penis in and out. At first, Zhizhi frowned, but then she moaned, a happy smile spreading across her face—she looked so beautiful. I gradually increased the pace of my thrusts, Zhizhi's nipples rising and falling with each stroke, her head twisting from side to side, and she reached orgasm.

I thought, Zhizhi is a born slut. Because according to books, it's rare for a woman to have an orgasm for the first time. Women who experience their first orgasm have strong sexual inhibitions and are called sluts.

I hadn't had sex for almost a year, and Zhizhi's vagina was very narrow, with plenty of vaginal fluid, each thrust giving my penis intense stimulation. About fifteen minutes later, my glans tingled, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I pulled out my penis, and semen gushed out, staining Zhizhi's pubic hair and face with my semen.

After cleaning up the mess, Zhizhi and I embraced and caressed each other.

"Zhizhi, was it good?"

"It was so good! I never knew making love could be so pleasurable. From now on, I want you to make love to me every day."

"As long as my Zhizhi is happy, I'll make love to Zhizhi every day, making her comfortable and happy!"

Afterwards, I cut off the sheets stained with Zhizhi's blood and kept them.

That night, we slept in each other's arms. When we woke up in the morning, Zhizhi asked me to do it again, which suited me perfectly, so we did it once more. This time, we made love for a full 30 minutes. Zhizhi experienced the pleasure of lovemaking even more, and her interest in it grew even stronger. I always obliged, trying my best to satisfy her requests. Zhizhi had a high aptitude for sex and quickly grasped the essentials. Having sex with her was even more enjoyable for me.

Soon, Xiaowen and Biyi both knew about my relationship with Zhizhi. Honestly, I could tell they both had feelings for me, but they continued to associate with me as before, and I treated them very well too. Our friendship lasted until we graduated from university.

After graduation, Zhizhi, Xiaowen, several other classmates, and I went to work in Shenzhen, while Biyi returned to her hometown of Shanghai. Soon after, Zhizhi and I got married, and we lived a happy and fulfilling life. Of course, our work also went smoothly. With her beauty and intelligence, Zizi became the general manager of a large advertising company; as for me, I worked in the public security department, and due to solving many strange cases and having good interpersonal relationships, I was promoted to the director of a district public security bureau.

(IV)

One year later, one night, Xiaowen invited me and several other classmates out for a late-night snack (Zizi was on a business trip to Nanjing that night). She happily told us that she was getting married. We were all happy for her, and the classmates toasted her. That night, she, who didn't drink, drank quite a lot and got drunk.

After dinner, it was already past 10 p.m., and my friends entrusted me with the most difficult task: taking each of them home.

I drove her to the dormitory entrance, and I pulled her out of the car. She was so drunk that she couldn't even stand up straight. She leaned forward and was about to fall.

I immediately pulled her into my arms, and instantly, I felt something soft pressing against my palm. My hand had inadvertently grasped her breasts. "So bouncy!" My erection immediately paid her the highest tribute.

I carried her back to her dorm room. She was a single aristocrat, living alone. I carried her back to her room and placed her on the bed. She lay on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She was wearing a semi-transparent white shirt and a super short mini-skirt. At that moment, I saw a completely transparent thong under the mini-skirt, revealing sparse pubic hair. She was lying sweetly on the bed, her face rosy, her lips slightly parted, and my erection once again paid her the highest tribute.

"To do it or not?" "This is a perfect opportunity!" "But it's too despicable!" "Why not?" My heart was pounding.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen!" I called her a few times, but Xiaowen didn't respond at all; she was fast asleep. I carefully took off her panties and rolled up her miniskirt. Ah, beneath the sparse pubic hair was a bright red slit. "So alluring!" I touched it with my hand; it was warm and damp.

I couldn't wait to unbutton her clothes and take off her bra. Two high, firm breasts appeared before my eyes, the nipples small and bright red. I gently touched them; they were white, tender, bouncy, and smooth. That feeling still makes my heart flutter when I think about it.

After caressing her breasts for a while, I reluctantly moved away and moved down below. Using both hands, I gently inserted my right middle finger into her vagina and lightly rubbed her clitoris with my left thumb. Soon, Xiaowen's juices flowed, and I could feel her breathing quicken.

Seeing her flushed face, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled down my pants, stood by the bed, and, holding my throbbing erection, rubbed it against Xiaowen's opening a few times, my penis becoming wet with her juices. I closed my eyes and gently thrust forward, my penis slowly entering Xiaowen's vagina. It was tight, slippery, and warm. From slow to fast, I quickened my pace, thrusting hard into her cave hundreds of times. A tingling sensation ran through the tip of my penis as I ejaculated eleven times inside Xiaowen.

"Ah, so exciting, so good!" I lay on top of Xiaowen for a while, touching and kissing her fair body, slowly withdrawing my still-wet penis. I first put on my pants, then wiped the semen from Xiaowen's opening, put on my underwear, straightened my clothes, carried her to bed, covered her with the blanket, and left satisfied.

"It's so good to sleep with someone else's fiancée!" "It feels so good to cuckold someone!" "It feels so good to steal someone's wife, so exciting!" I kept telling myself this on the way home.

The next day, I saw Xiaowen. She said slyly, "Thank you for taking me home last night!"

I said, "You're welcome. You were very drunk yesterday!"

She blushed and said, "Actually, I wasn't very drunk. I know very well what happened last night."

Hearing this, I was at a loss for words. I lowered my head and said to her, "Xiaowen, I'm sorry, please forgive my impulsive actions!"

"Don't blame yourself, this was arranged beforehand. You know I like you, and I wanted to make love to you before the wedding, although it wasn't my first time. Thank you for giving me an unforgettable night before my wedding!"

Hearing her say that, I felt much more relaxed. I looked up at her affectionately and said, "Will there be another chance like this?"

"No, I want to be a good wife after the wedding. Besides, I don't want to affect your relationship with Zhizhi. Let bygones be bygones!"

After that, Xiaowen and I remained best friends, but neither of us mentioned what happened that night again.

(V)

It feels good to cuckold someone, and it feels good to cuckold yourself.

One night, I returned from a business trip. Originally, this business trip was supposed to last 10 days, but I completed the task in seven days and returned home excitedly. To surprise Zhizhi, I didn't tell her.

I tiptoed home; the living room was empty. Reaching the bedroom door, I found it ajar. Peering inside, I saw two naked worms writhing on the bed. The one on top was Zhizhi's colleague, A-Ming, and the one below was none other than my wife, Zhizhi.

"No, no! My husband will be furious if he finds out!" Zhizhi cried. A-

Ming held Zhizhi's hand down with one hand, while the other hand caressed her high breasts, occasionally rubbing her nipples with his fingers. His mouth wasn't idle either, kissing my wife's flawless white body, his erect penis rubbing against her vulva, already throbbing with desire. But Zhizhi kept her legs tightly closed, and his penis could only rub against her jade-like legs and thick pubic hair.

Amin pleaded with Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, you're so beautiful. Every time I see you, my heart races. I don't care what the consequences are. Just this once, I won't tell anyone, you won't tell anyone, and your husband won't know."

At that moment, I should have rushed in and given Amin a good beating. But then I thought, rushing in under these circumstances would be awkward for everyone. If Zhizhi wasn't willing, Amin couldn't have sex with her; if Zhizhi was willing, I had nothing to say. Was Zhizhi willing or not? The mystery was soon solved.

At this moment, Zhizhi's face flushed, and her legs were no longer as tightly closed as before; clearly, she was aroused. After all, Zhizhi hadn't had sex for seven days and couldn't hold back any longer, but she still weakly murmured, "No, no." Taking advantage of the moment, Amin released his grip on Zhizhi, extended his index finger, and gently teased her labia.

He kissed Zhizhi's dazzlingly beautiful face and said, "Just this once. You're so beautiful, are you content to let only one man have you in your life? Don't shout anymore, it's not good if people hear! Enjoy life."

Amin's hands and words of coaxing and cajoling finally made Zhizhi give up resistance. She stopped saying anything, her thighs relaxed, and her pink vulva was exposed before Amin's eyes. Amin was overjoyed at the sight. I bent down and stuck my tongue into her mouth, my left hand wantonly playing with her nipples and areolas, while my right index finger slipped into her vagina, thrusting in and out, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow.

Seeing this, I thought: What should I do? Should I go in and stop them, or continue watching? At that moment, I realized my penis was also erect, about to burst out of my pants. I also realized that every cell in my body was incredibly excited. I found it strange; why did I feel excited and stimulated that my wife was being with someone else? I abandoned the idea of barging in and decided to continue watching. I pulled down my zipper, took out my penis, and started stroking it as I watched.

Under Amin's teasing, the lustful fluids in Zhizhi's jade cave flowed uncontrollably like a long river, soaking a large area of the bedsheets. Consumed by passion, she could no longer resist, clinging tightly to Amin, her tongue darting out and intertwining with his, emitting moans of "Ah...ah..." At the same time, I saw her struggling to push her genitals upwards.

"Amin, come on! Go in!" Zhizhi pleaded, overwhelmed by Amin's ministrations.

Seeing her wanton state, Amin wasn't in a hurry to act. "Touch my little brother!" Amin said, pulling her hand to touch his dark penis.

Eager to be penetrated sooner, Zhizhi disregarded her shame, opening her eyes, her face flushed, and began to stroke his penis. "Ah! So long!" Zhizhi exclaimed.

"More impressive than your husband's, right?" Amin said smugly.

I thought: This slut wouldn't disregard her husband's dignity just to please this guy, would she? My heart was in my throat, waiting for her answer.

"Yours is long, but my husband's is thicker."

My heart finally settled down. I thought: Zhizhi, all my love for you wasn't in vain.

Amin's penis, after being stroked by Zhizhi a few times, was dark, swollen, and erect. He couldn't take it anymore either. He rolled over and climbed on top of Zhizhi, spreading my wife's legs as he exclaimed, "What a beautiful body! I've never seen such a beautiful woman. I can finally be one with her."

Hearing Ah Ming's praise of Zhizhi, I felt incredibly proud and honored to have such a beautiful wife.

Zhizhi couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed Ah Ming's penis and tried to insert it into her vagina. Ah Ming gently thrust forward, and his penis was already more than halfway in. "Ah!" Zhizhi's facial muscles contorted as she let out a groan of unparalleled pleasure. "So tight! So comfortable!" Ah Ming groaned as well.

At first, Ah Ming thrust rhythmically, but later he stopped being gentle and started pounding away. As I stroked my own penis to Ah Ming's rhythm, I thought, "Damn it, if this were your wife, Ah Fen, would you be fucking her like this? You've fucked my beloved Zhi Zhi's hole so badly." Watching Zhi Zhi's

breasts rise and fall like waves with Ah Ming's thrusts, and her mouth constantly moaning, "Ah, so good, faster..." I thought, my good wife, you're enjoying yourself, but your poor husband is out there eating fruit!

After a few hundred thrusts, Ah Ming stopped and flipped Zhi Zhi over. My poor wife, acting like a bitch in front of another man. Ah Ming, that bastard, supported his black penis and thrust it into Zhizhi's jade cave once more. Ah Ming used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to attack Zhizhi. After a few rounds, Zhizhi's moans rang out again. Ah Ming knelt on the bed, grabbing Zhizhi's breasts with both hands, his penis thrusting forward repeatedly, the room filled with a series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding and Zhizhi and Ah Ming's duet.

After several hundred more thrusts, Ah Ming suddenly increased his speed, then roared, pulled out his penis, and ejaculated his semen onto Zhizhi's snow-white, round buttocks.

They were embracing on the bed. Ah Ming was kneading Zhizhi's breasts and asked, "How was it? Pretty impressive, huh?"

Zhizhi, still slightly out of breath, pushed Ah Ming's hand away and said, "You kept pestering me, so I gave in. Remember, just this once. Sigh, I should have changed into that sexy nightgown when you came. Otherwise, how could you have pulled it down and left me completely naked?"

Hearing this, I understood what had happened. I quietly left the house. I thought: I never imagined watching my wife make love with another man could be so exciting! It feels so good to be cuckolded!

A short distance away, I took out my cell phone and dialed home. A moment later, Zhizhi answered the phone. I said, "I'm in a taxi, I'll be home in five minutes." Zhizhi was startled by this sudden news, her voice trembling.

A minute later, I saw Amin dash out of my house like a shot.

After Amin disappeared around the corner, I returned to my front door and knocked gently. Zhizhi opened the door. She was still wearing her sexy nightgown. She rushed over and hugged me tightly, half happy, half trying to hide her unease. I pulled her nightgown down and carried her into the bedroom. I thought, Amin just did the same thing.

Entering the room, I quickly stripped off my clothes, and my penis plunged into her jade cave with a "pop." The intense battle we'd just fought hadn't subsided yet, and the lustful fluids in her cave hadn't receded.

"Ah, so wet!" I said deliberately.

"I missed you," she said.

I knew that Ah Ming hadn't fully satisfied her in the previous encounter. A series of frenzied thrusts followed, and she let out wave after wave of moans, each more intense than the last. It was the most beautiful music in the world. She was intoxicated. I thought, my wife is mine, and who else could make her feel like she was floating on air, experiencing orgasm after orgasm like I did? Even Ah Ming couldn't!

I flipped her over, and she became a bitch again, her snow-white buttocks still stained with the fishy smell of Ah Ming's semen. After another round of thrusting, I ejaculated inside Zhizhi's hole.

"Husband, you're amazing!" Zhizhi said, panting heavily. I had heard this sentence many times before, but I knew that this time she meant it, because there was a comparison!

(VI)

Ever since A-Ming slept with Zhizhi, every time I ran into A-Ming, I always found his eyes filled with mockery and sarcasm, or maybe it was just my own imagination. This made me feel very uncomfortable. In order to achieve psychological balance and to maintain my dignity, I made up my mind to sleep with his wife, A-Fen.

A-Fen was my colleague and also my classmate in college. Compared to Zhizhi, she was certainly not as beautiful, but she was enthusiastic, lively, and generous. As for her figure, in four words, petite and exquisite. Speaking of appearance, she had a high, straight nose, and large, watery eyes; her smile resembled a blooming peony.

After that incident, I paid special attention to her, trying to please her whenever possible. She practically treated me as a confidante. Sometimes, she would even ask me for favors and confide in me.

The day I had been waiting for finally arrived: Amin went on a trip to Europe. Five days after Amin left, Afen came to see me. She said, "My gas tank ran out. Usually, Amin would carry it to be replaced when it ran out. Without him, I'm helpless. Last night, I didn't even take a shower. Can you help me?"

I readily agreed. I thought to myself, "Afen, you're letting a wolf into the house!"

In the office, I waited for the end of the workday. Just then, the phone rang. It was Zhizhi. She said her mother was sick and she needed to go back to her parents' house for a few days. After hanging up, I was secretly delighted; this was a golden opportunity!

It was time to leave work, and I went with Afen to her house. Afen's house was a two-story villa. The downstairs had a living room, dining room, and kitchen, while the upstairs had a small living room, a bathroom, and a bedroom.

I put the two gas cylinders in the car, and Afen came out after me, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry to have kept you from going home to be with your wife!"

I smiled and said, "It's alright, my wife went to her parents' house these past few days."

She said, "We're both in the same boat. How about this, you keep me company for dinner tonight. I've been so bored these past few days with Aming away from home, you can keep me company and talk to me, okay? Sigh, life without a man is really hard!" My

heart skipped a beat when I heard that. "Life without a man is really hard"? What does that mean? I was secretly delighted, but on the surface I still pretended to be reluctant and said, "Okay then."

After changing the gas cylinders, it started raining heavily on the way home, and my clothes got soaked while carrying the gas cylinders inside. After I installed the gas cylinders in the bathroom and kitchen, Afen said, "Let's take a shower!" Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to the bathroom. The bathroom was right next to the stairs on the second floor, and perhaps because it was just the two of them living in the house, there was no door.

"You shower first, I'll wash your clothes in the laundromat later. I'll go get Amin's bathrobe for you; you

can get it from the stairs after you're done." With that, she disappeared in a flash. While showering, I was plotting how to make things work. Just then, I heard soft footsteps on the stairs. Glancing towards the stairs, I saw a garment placed at the corner. I also noticed half a head at the corner—undoubtedly Afen's. Afen had been peeping at me while I showered! It was time for my performance.

I applied some shower gel to my penis and began stroking it with my hand. Soon, my penis was fully erect. I glanced back at the corner of the stairs; Afen was still there. I pretended to be very ecstatic, even deliberately making soft moans. I thought: The fish is about to take the bait! Seeing such a thick penis, Afen's juices must have already flowed freely.

A few minutes later, I noticed that half of her head had disappeared, and I heard the sound of dishes clattering in the kitchen.

After showering, I returned to the living room. Although Afen pretended to be nonchalant, I noticed that her face was flushed; I didn't know if it was a physiological reaction or because she was embarrassed from peeping at someone showering. She tugged at my sleeve, her eyes glancing casually at my genitals. Apparently, my manhood had left a deep impression on her.

Night fell, and lights came on in every home. Afen and I ate and chatted, the atmosphere warm and cozy.

After clearing the dishes, Afen said to me, "Sit down for a moment, I'm going to take a shower. I haven't showered last night, and I feel uncomfortable all over." After taking a few steps, she turned back and said playfully, "There's no door to the bathroom, so don't peek!" Then, giggling, she ran upstairs.

A while later, I heard the sound of running water from upstairs. The show was about to begin! I quietly climbed the stairs and stopped at the corner, peering into the bathroom. A beautiful body appeared before me: her skin was translucent white, her breasts high and firm (I was somewhat astonished; her breasts were so prominent for someone so petite), her abdomen flat, her pubic hair sparse, and her legs rounded and curvaceous. Afen was even more beautiful naked! Afen

was less of a bath and more of a masturbator. One hand was vigorously rubbing her breasts, while the other was probing below, her eyes tightly closed, her breathing rapid.

After a long while, she rinsed off the soap and was about to grab a towel to dry herself. This was a golden opportunity; I dashed into the bathroom. When Afen saw me, she smiled and said, "You've been looking at me for so long, what else do you want?"

"Weren't you just teasing me? And you're asking me what I want?" After saying that, I suddenly hugged her and started kissing her face, lips, and neck. My hands were also quite unrestrained, roaming all over her body. Afen didn't say anything more, closed her eyes, and let my tongue and hands roam over her body.

After a while, Afen pushed me away and said, "You don't want to do it here, do you? Carry me back to the room!" As if I had received a royal decree, I immediately bent down, carried Afen back to the room, and put her on the bed.

I stood by the bed, and under the bright light, I once again gazed at Afen's beautiful body. Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Afen opened her eyes and said, "Come on, what are you waiting for?" She pulled me down onto the bed and took off my bathrobe. Two naked bodies embraced, rolled, and kissed on the bed, Afen's face and body flushed.

It was time. I rolled over, pinned Afen down, aimed my penis at her vagina, and thrust my hips hard, my penis plunging in completely without mercy.

"Ah...so thick, so ruthless, so powerful! It's pierced right into my heart!"

I silently chanted in my heart, "Tsz-tsz, I've avenged you! Ah-ming, I'm returning this cuckoldry to you!"

Thrusting, relentless thrusting, I felt Ah-Fen's juices flowing more and more, her vagina becoming tighter and tighter, and I felt an indescribable pleasure throughout my body. As I increased the speed of my thrusting, I wantonly rubbed, pressed, grabbed, and pinched Ah-Fen's breasts, playing with them beyond recognition. Ah-Fen had probably never experienced such a storm of attacks before, and orgasms came one after another. She groaned loudly and shook her head vigorously to express her excitement.

After about a thousand thrusts, I pulled out my penis, flipped Afen over, and aimed again at her reddened vagina. I thought to myself, "Aming, your wife is a dog in front of me too!" I grabbed her breasts and pulled her body back as far as I could, while simultaneously thrusting my hips forward with all my might, almost shoving my penis and even the small sac at the back into her vagina.

"Ah..." Afen screamed, "It hurts, it hurts, no, no... Ah, it feels good, that's it, don't stop, faster, faster!"

I ignored her feelings, like a knight-errant, whipping her horse forward. Afen was being fucked so hard she was arching back and forth, moaning repeatedly.

After a while, I slowed down. After such a long and intense struggle, I wanted to rest. Afen saw this, pushed me down, flipped over and straddled me, taking my penis and shoving it into her hole.

Afen rode me, whipping the whip and charging forward. She rubbed her breasts with both hands, constantly moaning, "Ah...ah...so good, I'm going to die! I'm going to heaven!"

I thought, this slut Afen is really something; I was going to rape her, but now she's the one raping me.

Just then, the tip of my penis felt a tingling numbness, and I quickly pushed Afen down on the bed, shoving my penis into her mouth, the white semen shooting wildly into her throat. Afen was amazing; she swallowed all the semen with a "glug glug."

"Ah, so good, I haven't tasted meat for five days. It's so hard without anyone penetrating me!" Afen said.

"Impressive, isn't it? How does it compare to your husband?" I asked.

Afen said, "You're really amazing, so thick, so strong, and so long-lasting. Amin is much worse than you!"

Hearing this, I felt an indescribable joy. I thought, it's a pity that Amin can't see Afen and I making love, and can't hear what Afen said.

That night, Afen and I made love nine times, trying out all sorts of positions, and we finally fell asleep in each other's arms at dawn. That night, I not only regained my masculine dignity, but also conquered Afen.

(VII)

One evening, I came home from work. As soon as I got to the door, it opened, and a young man rushed out. He saw me, paused for a moment, and ran away.

What's going on? I was puzzled. I went inside and saw two naked men lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Upon seeing me, she lunged at me, shouting, "Ahua, I've been raped!" She then burst into tears in my arms.

I comforted her while asking her what had happened. She cried as she recounted her ordeal: "

Today was my day off. Around 2 PM, I went shopping and returned home. As I opened the door, someone forcefully shoved me from behind into the living room. I turned around and saw a young man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and dark skin, with short hair. He slipped inside, closed the door, and held a gleaming knife in his right hand. He stared at me with a lewd grin.

'What do you want?!' I shouted.

'Beautiful lady, I'm going to rape you! Heh heh heh heh…' the thug approached me, brandishing the knife and grinning maliciously." I was trembling with fear, almost collapsing to the floor.

The thug walked up to me, pressed a sharp knife against my face, and threatened, "Don't make a sound, don't resist, or I'll slash your pretty face."

I stood there, too afraid to move, terrified that his knife would actually pierce my face. I was so scared I wanted to cry, but I didn't make a sound; tears streamed down my face. He removed the knife from my face and then rubbed it against my breasts through my clothes. I felt a chill run through my body from my breasts, and I almost wet myself.

"Beautiful lady, don't be afraid. As long as you obey and let me enjoy myself, I won't hurt you. Say, 'Sir, please penetrate me!'" As soon as he finished speaking, I felt the knife in his hand tighten, pressing firmly against my heart.

I felt like my skin was about to be pierced, and I quickly blushed and whispered, "Sir, please... insert it into me!"

The thug smiled and nodded, touching my face with his rough hand, saying, "A wise man submits to circumstances. Take me to your room!" With that, he gave me a push, and I involuntarily turned around and slowly walked towards the room, my mind racing, wondering what to do. What should I do?

The room and the hall were only a few steps apart, and in the blink of an eye, we were in the room, at the bedside. I turned around, looked at the thug, and pleaded, "Sir, please let me go! I can give you money!"

"Money? I don't want it. I just want you. I've spent weeks investigating to get you."

I was desperate, feeling like a lone boat in a stormy sea.

"Take off your clothes!"

Looking at his calm expression, I dared not disobey him. Up to this point, he had only touched my face once. Suddenly, I sensed something special about this guy.

"Be good, don't force me to use violence; it won't do you any good."

I slowly began to unbutton my clothes. He watched me quietly, without making a move. My shirt was off, and soon, my skirt was off too. I was only wearing a bra and a pair of panties that barely covered my pubic hair. He was still silently watching me, so I had no choice but to take off my bra. At that moment, I saw his eyes light up, and his body tremble slightly. Finally, I took off my underwear. It was

the first time I'd ever been naked in front of a stranger. I lowered my head in shame, my right hand covering my chest, and my left hand covering my genitals.

Just then, the butcher began to act. He put down the knife and quickly stripped off all his clothes. When he took off his underwear, his huge penis sprang out with a "whoosh." I gasped inwardly; it was as big and long as a flashlight. I thought: Oh no, how am I going to handle this?!

He walked up to me, put his arm around me, and gently stroked my back with both hands. His large penis rubbed against my vulva, a sensation I couldn't quite describe—it felt both pleasurable and uncomfortable. After a while, he adjusted his position, pressing his large penis against the outside of my left thigh, his left hand around my back, and his right hand kneading my breast. His movements were so practiced, so gentle. I closed my eyes, letting his hands roam over my body, and gradually, I stopped being afraid.

Suddenly, he pressed down on my shoulder and said, "Squat down!"

I squatted down, his large penis dangling in front of my eyes. Ah, so thick, so long! I vaguely knew what he wanted me to do. Sure enough, he said, "Eat me a banana!" His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was irresistible.

I had never sucked a banana for a man before. I reached out my right hand and grabbed his large penis. Ah, one hand wasn't enough to cup it, so I had to use both hands to hold it, open my mouth, and lick and kiss it.

Unexpectedly, my first time sucking a banana was incredibly pleasurable for him; he closed his eyes and let out soft moans. As I licked and stroked his penis, listening to his moans, I was infected by his pleasure, and my vagina became wet without me even realizing it.

After about five minutes, he suddenly helped me up, pushed me onto the bed, and pressed himself against me, kissing my face, neck, breasts, and inner thighs indiscriminately. Suddenly, he moved his mouth to my vulva and began licking it with his tongue. My vulva was suddenly subjected to such intense stimulation that I involuntarily trembled all over.

My vulva had never been licked before. His tongue licked my labia majora and minora, clitoris, and vaginal opening, as nimble as a snake and as hot as a heater. A blissful feeling spread from my vulva throughout my body, leaving me completely weak.

Suddenly, he leaped up, lifting my legs and bending them so that my knees touched my shoulders. He knelt behind me, freeing one hand to guide his large penis towards my vulva. I opened my eyes and pleaded, "Sir, your penis is big, please be gentle!" He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

With a "pop," his large penis slowly entered my vagina, and it slid in unimpeded—my vagina was already so wet, I was already excited.

His large penis rhythmically and slowly thrust inside me, and I felt my vagina gripping his large penis tightly. With each thrust, currents of electricity shot from my vagina throughout my body. I opened my mouth, wanting to express my pleasure through moans, but I reminded myself that I was being raped, how could I be so shameless? Despite trying to suppress my moans, I couldn't control my panting.

Seeing my response, he increased the speed of his thrusts, his large penis hitting my cervix with each stroke. After hundreds of thrusts, he lowered my legs, spread them apart, and continued thrusting on top of me using the "nine shallow, one deep" method.

Another round of climax came, and I found my hands tightly wrapped around his waist, occasionally roaming over his body. Then, he kissed my red lips, slipped his tongue into my mouth, and explored it. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue, and our tongues finally intertwined.

After a few minutes of deep kissing, he turned me over, making me kneel on the bed while he knelt behind me. After caressing my buttocks for a while, he lifted his large penis, aimed it at my vagina, and thrust it in hard. Then, a series of rapid "slap slap" sounds came from behind me.

"Powerful! So good!" I thought to myself. I swayed my body, trying my best to meet his thrusts, and finally, a moan escaped my lips. I finally abandoned the most basic dignity of a woman, a woman being raped. I screamed loudly, moaning like a bitch in heat.

He grabbed my breasts with both hands, like grabbing a lump of dough, showing no mercy, pulling them back hard, again and again. At this moment, the savage beast was fully exposed. I felt a tearing pain in my breasts, but also an indescribable pleasure emanating from my vagina.

Suddenly, my cervix was struck by a gush of hot liquid; I felt incredibly good, cried out, and collapsed onto the bed. White semen gushed from my vagina, soaking a large patch of the sheets.

"How was it? Enjoyable, wasn't it? Did you enjoy being raped?"

I closed my eyes and nodded in shame. He pounced on me again, groping and kissing me haphazardly for a while before putting on his clothes.

As he left, he said to me, "I met you at McDonald's three months ago, and I was immediately captivated by your beauty. From that moment on, I was determined to rape you. I spent three months investigating your and your family's daily routines and scouting the area before deciding to do it today. You are the most beautiful, the most lewd, and the most sensible of the twenty-five women I've raped, and the only one I didn't harm too much. Don't worry, I have professional ethics; I only do what I want with a woman, unless she calls the police. Goodbye, my dear!" With that, he vigorously rubbed my breasts, which were red from his grip, picked up the gleaming knife, tucked it into his waistband, and left.

Zhizhi hugged me and recounted her ordeal of being raped. As I listened to Zhizhi's account of being raped, I caressed her glistening, white body, my penis hardening. I felt an unparalleled excitement at my wife being raped.

Zhizhi asked, "Honey, you won't despise me, will you?"

I thought: Last time you were with Ah Ming, I didn't despise you, so why not this time? I stroked her hair, comforting her, "No, it's not your fault, why would I blame you?"

She blushed and said, "But, I had an orgasm when I was raped..."

"Since you can't escape rape, then enjoy it! What's wrong with that?"

"Will you have any psychological barriers when you have sex with me in the future?"

"No, I'll prove it to you now." I pushed her away, quickly freed myself from the restraints, and thrust in.

"No, there's that man's semen inside, let me wash it off!"

"Then use it as lubricant!" With that, my penis pierced her vagina, piercing the vagina filled with the semen of the man who raped my wife. Zhizhi probably hadn't had enough of that guy yet, moaning softly, experiencing multiple orgasms.

For the next few months, whenever I made love to Zhizhi, I would always talk to her about that rape experience. And she would always blush, appearing very excited. I didn't need to put in much effort to arouse her; she would quickly reach orgasm. And I, too, felt an extra thrill when talking about it, and my penis became exceptionally hard.

I often regret that day. If only I had gone home earlier and witnessed Zhizhi being raped, seen her ecstasy during the rape, how wonderful that would have been! Or, I could have even had sex with my dear wife with that skinny guy! Sigh, I'm such a pervert!

(VIII)

My home is a three-story building. On either side of my house live a high school student and a young couple, whose houses are also three stories, just like mine. Although it's called three stories, half of the third floor is actually a room, and the other half is a rooftop. I use this room as a guest room and rarely go up there. The distance between the two floors is only a foot, so we can easily walk back and forth on the rooftop if we want.

One night, Zhizhi and I were enjoying the cool air on the rooftop, and when our feelings got too strong, we couldn't resist. Zhizhi said, "Let's go downstairs, back to our bedroom."

I said, "I can't hold back anymore, I'll stay in this room." I pointed to the guest room next to the rooftop.

"How can that be? That room doesn't have a window, people will see us."

"It's so late, who will come to see you? Besides, isn't this exciting?"

"Fine, let's go. If your wife is seen by others, you're the one who loses out."

"Loss what? Last time you were raped, I didn't say I lost out. Besides, good things should be shared!"

Mentioning the time she was raped made her even more excited. She pulled me into the guest room, not even closing the door, took off her clothes, and lay down on the bed. I closed the door, took off my clothes too, looked at the beautiful body on the bed, mounted her, and started having sex.

Zhizhi was particularly excited making love in the new environment, her moans drifting out the window. As we made love, I glanced out the window and saw a person standing there; from his build, I could tell it was the high school student. I whispered to Zhizhi, "Honey, that high school student next door is watching us from the window." I thought she'd jump up if she heard that.

But to my surprise, she opened her eyes, glanced out the window, and whispered to me, "What should we do? Give him a good show. Ah… ah…" She became even more wanton, moaning and rubbing her breasts, her body contorting.

I thought, a show it is. I can't let that kid outside look down on me, his senior. I want him to know I'm a stud, a real man. We tried one position after another.

I looked out the window again. The high school student's body was swaying back and forth. I was sure he was watching our spectacular performance while masturbating. That guy was really lucky; he could masturbate while watching my wife—a mature, beautiful woman with a perfect body—watching her wanton expression as she was being fucked, watching her melodious, captivating moans. We

fucked for a full 30 minutes before I pulled out and ejaculated onto her high, firm breasts. To show off my penis's size, I even waved it out the window a few times. At that moment, the high school student showed no sign of leaving. His face was pressed against the windowpane, seemingly unafraid of being discovered, his eyes greedily fixed on Zhizhi's beautiful body, on her shapely, high breasts, on her wet vulva and the thick pubic hair. Zhizhi was only 22 years old then, and she truly resembled a flower bud about to bloom.

From then on, Zhizhi frequently asked me to make love in that guest room. She was exceptionally lewd during these encounters, and I readily agreed. Firstly, being spied on during sex was indeed thrilling; secondly, Zhizhi enjoyed it; her lewdness made me feel good; and thirdly, Zhizhi's body was so beautiful, and showing it off to others made me, as her husband, feel proud. It wasn't a loss to let others see it. It was a win-win situation, so why not? From then on, we always made love in the guest room, and every time, that high school student would peep through the window.

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One night, Zhizhi and I went to the rooftop again. After reaching the rooftop, we suddenly heard a faint moan. What was going on? Zhizhi and I secretly climbed over the rooftop and approached the room. Ah! There, a high school student was straddling a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, passionately thrusting into her. The girl was beautiful, with fair skin, high, full breasts, and radiating youthful energy. With each thrust, the high school student's genitals were faintly visible.

Zhizhi was captivated, gripping my hand tightly, and my penis unconsciously hardened. I pulled open Zhizhi's robe—of course, Zhizhi was completely naked underneath. I first rubbed Zhizhi's breasts with my hands, then touched her vulva. Ah! It was wet.

Zhizhi whispered in my ear, "Honey, fuck me, I can't hold back anymore!"

"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Let's go back and do it later."

"No, I can't hold back anymore. And I want to watch while we do it!" she said shyly.

I thought, watching someone else do it while I do it myself, how exciting! I took out my already pent-up penis, took off Zhizhi's robe, and inserted it into her vulva from behind. Zhizhi's vulva was already overflowing with moisture, and my penis smoothly hit her G-spot.

Inside the room, the high school student was imitating the techniques he used to spy on us making love, making the girl moan repeatedly. It was clear that the girl was no longer a virgin. And that boy, influenced by me, even adopted my style in every move. I thought, if he were to do it with those cunning eyes, he definitely wouldn't be able to tell if it was him or me.

Then I looked at the high school student; he pulled the girl's body to the edge of the bed, and at that moment, I had a chance to see her genitals. His pubic hair was sparse, just a small tuft, and his thighs were spread open, revealing the pink flesh of her vaginal opening. He inserted his penis into the girl's body again, grasping her breasts with both hands, rhythmically pulling them back while his penis thrust forward in rhythm with his hands.

This was the move I always performed when he was spying on me. Firstly, this position allowed him to clearly see my wife's high, perfect breasts and thick pubic hair, which I was so proud of; it allowed him to see my expressive face during sex, and even more importantly, it allowed him to see my large penis. Secondly, it was the position that Zhizhi enjoyed the most.

A series of "slap slap" sounds of flesh hitting flesh, along with the woman's melodious moans and the high school student's occasional low groans, created an extremely beautiful melody. Zhizhi and I thrust and received each other passionately, enjoying this vivid and alluring spring scene. The only drawback was that we couldn't make any sound.

After all, we were teenagers. After a few minutes of thrusting, the high school student roared and stopped; he had ejaculated. After a pause, the girl stroked the boy's penis, still savoring the moment, and said, "You're amazing! You made me feel like I was in heaven! Didn't you say it was your first time making love? How do you know so much?"

"Of course, I had a teacher!"

"You get taught how to make love?"

"If you don't believe me, put on your clothes and come with me."

I was still embracing Zhizhi and thrusting into her outside the window when I heard the high school student say that. I immediately pulled out my penis and said to Zhizhi, "Come on, it's our turn to perform!" I grabbed Zhizhi and hurriedly returned to the guest room, took off

our clothes, and started doing it again. Zhizhi knew that someone was coming to watch her perform again, and she was very excited. Moreover, this was the first time a girl had come to watch us make love. As soon as my penis went in, she cried out excitedly.

About two minutes later, I saw the two boys reach the window. I clearly saw the girl cover her mouth with her hand, about to cry out in surprise. I leaned down and whispered to Zhizhi, "They're here, right outside the window." Zhizhi's reaction became even more intense.

I used all my skills, thrusting in and out for a while before changing positions. Zhizhi's beautiful singing voice rose and fell, making everyone who heard it feel excited. The high school student couldn't resist any longer. He unbuttoned the girl's school uniform and bra, vigorously rubbing and twisting her breasts. Later, I saw him lean down, presumably to take off her school skirt and underwear. Then, the high school student hugged the girl from behind, his body swaying rapidly back and forth. I knew they were doing the same thing we had just done—enjoying someone else's performance while making love.

The girl was pressed against the windowsill with one hand, the other covering her cherry-like mouth, which was about to let out a moan from extreme pleasure. Her body was contorted as she thrust backward forcefully. I pulled out my penis, got off the bed, and moved Zizi to the edge. I held my hard, thick penis and waved it defiantly at the window a few times. I noticed the girl looked surprised again. My penis must have surprised her with its size!

I gripped my penis and thrust it hard into Zhizhi's vagina. Zhizhi caressed her breasts with one hand and her clitoris with the other, moaning, "Faster, faster... harder, faster, fuck me to death! Ah... I'm going to heaven..." Her

lewd cries stimulated the couple outside the window, while Zhizhi's heaving breasts and alluring facial expressions further aroused the high school student. The high school student thrust rapidly a few times, then stopped, his body arching over the girl's back. Almost simultaneously, I ejaculated into Zhizhi's cervix.

I lay on Zhizhi's beautiful body, my hands playing with her curvaceous figure. The couple outside the window had already left.

After resting for a while, Zhizhi hugged me tightly, saying with ecstasy, "Honey, you're making me feel so good. It's so exciting!"

One night, Zhizhi and I made love again in the guest room. Somehow, after fifteen minutes, we had already used our usual last-minute "bedside twist," but the high school student still hadn't shown up. Zhizhi and I were both a little disappointed.

Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs. I said to Zhizhi, "Someone's here. You rest for a bit, I'll be right back." At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the high school student outside the window. I wondered, what would happen to him after I left? I told Zhizhi, "I'll turn off the light, and we'll have our little battle in the dark when I get back." When I left, I deliberately didn't close the door completely, leaving a small gap.

After going downstairs, I opened the front door and saw it was the postman delivering a registered letter. After taking the letter, I sneaked up to the third floor and crouched by the stairs, observing the situation. I saw the high school student standing at the door of the guest room, hesitate for a moment, take off his clothes, glance at the stairs again, and then slip into the room. I quietly walked to the window and listened to what was happening inside.

Zhizhi was still lying on the bed. The boy went to the bedside, touched Zhizhi's body, and inserted his penis into her vagina. "Ah...ah...husband, faster...harder...thrust! It feels so good...ah!" Zhizhi kept moaning.

I was outside, listening to Zhizhi's moans, feeling both excited and distressed. Did Zhizhi really not recognize who was doing her to her?

About two minutes later, the guy, whether from panic or excessive excitement, let out a low growl and ejaculated.

"Why did it end so quickly?" Zhizhi said. The young man didn't dare linger, picked up his clothes, and left.

When he returned to his room, I was already waiting for him. I grabbed his hair and said fiercely, "Kid, what you've done! I'm taking you to the police station!"

He was stunned by this sudden turn of events, still not dressed, and collapsed to the ground. He stammered, "Forgive me, don't arrest me, I'll make amends."

"How will you make amends? You slept with my wife, can that make amends?"

"Sure, sure, I'll let you have my girlfriend!"

I thought: I'm about to achieve my goal. Ever since I saw him having sex with his girlfriend, that youthful girl has left a very deep impression on me.

"What girlfriend? Is it the one you brought home a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes."

"How can she compare to my wife! Would she let me have sex with her?"

"Tomorrow night, after I've had some lovemaking with her, I'll turn off the lights and go out. You come in and have sex with her; she won't recognize you." "

Okay. My wife doesn't know it's you having sex with her. You have to keep it a secret!"

"Yes, yes, definitely!"

After negotiating with that guy, I went back to my room. When I came in, Zhizhi asked, "Why did it take so long? Who came?"

I realized that Zhizhi knew the man who had just slept with her wasn't me. She probably heard the low growl from his ejaculation, but she hadn't mentioned it to me. I was happy to play dumb. After all, it wasn't the first time my wife had slept with someone else; the important thing was that she enjoyed it. I turned on the light, got my erection, and started again. Stimulated by my wife's experience with someone else, I was incredibly excited and performed exceptionally well. Zhizhi even begged for mercy under my ministrations.

The next night, after Zhizhi fell asleep, I waited on the rooftop. After a while, I saw the high school student bring the girl into the room. I walked to the window and looked into the room. They were sitting on the edge of the bed, passionately kissing and caressing each other. A moment later, they were naked and rolling around on the bed. Looking at the girl's newly developed breasts, her bright red nipples, and her fair skin, the thought of possessing such a beautiful body soon made every cell in my body tremble with excitement, and my penis became erect.

Compared to my darlings, she was certainly not as beautiful, lacking their graceful curves, mature charm, and the alluring vigor they possessed. But she exuded the unique youthful energy of a young girl, and besides, she was very alluring.

Then the lights in the room went out, and I knew it was my turn. I quickly took off all my clothes. Just then, the high school student quietly came out, saw me, pointed into the room, and went downstairs.

I went into the room, went to the bed, and reached under the bed. My hand touched a soft mass of flesh—ah! It was a breast. "So bouncy! A young girl's breasts are so nice," I thought.

I got on the bed and pressed myself against the girl, kissing her on the lips. The girl immediately extended her warm and moist tongue, intertwining it with mine. After a long, passionate kiss, our tongues and fingers shifted their attack, targeting her breasts. I played with those high, rounded breasts to my heart's content, inhaling the girl's intoxicating fragrance. The girl's breathing became heavy. Then, my tongue moved to her thighs and mons pubis, while my fingers were also busy, gently pressing on her clitoris.

The girl was overflowing with desire, and I probed her opening with my fingers. Ah, it was wet; her juices were flowing from her opening, soaking the sheets along her thighs. I inserted my fingers into her vagina. Ah, so narrow! Inserting one finger felt a little difficult. I stirred my fingers inside her, and soon she was panting heavily.

It was time. I parted her legs, guided my penis, and pushed her labia apart. I thrust forward slightly, and my penis began to enter her vagina. A jolt of electricity shot through my body. My penis continued to push forward, quickly reaching her clitoris.

"Ah! It feels so good! Why is that thing suddenly so big tonight... Ah!" the girl moaned.

At first, I only moved slowly, because as soon as my penis entered her body, my glans felt sore and numb, and my semen seemed ready to burst out at any moment; after a few minutes, my penis got used to the surroundings and was no longer so restrained, so I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. The girl's upper body twisted and turned, her head swayed, and her small mouth sang a beautiful and melodious lovemaking symphony under the command of my rod and penis. I used all my skills and various lovemaking techniques, determined to make this girl spend this unforgettable night.

The girl's voice became hoarse, and her upper body gradually stopped twisting. "Ah! Ah! Wei, you're so amazing tonight! I... ah... I only just learned what making love is today. Your skills in bed are incredible, I, Chen Yuling, will follow you from now on." It was then that I learned the name of the girl I was having sex with.

I thought, after playing for over an hour, my little brother had had his fill, time to let him go. I increased the speed of my thrusts, frantically thrusting hundreds more times into her wet little hole. My glans throbbed with a tingling sensation, and my semen, like a floodgate opened, gushed into the cervix of the beautiful girl, Yuling. I lay on top of her, caressing her youthful body once more, playing with her elastic breasts. Finally, I kissed her lovely cheek, got up, and left the room.

The high school student, Ah Wei, was already waiting naked at the door. Seeing me come out, he immediately went into the room and turned on the light. The girl also put on her clothes, chatted with Ah Wei for a while, and then left.

"My wife was fucked for a minute, and I fucked his girlfriend for an hour. I didn't lose out! But Ah Wei is going to be in trouble later. I wonder how he'll satisfy Ah Ling?" Thinking this, I went home.

(IX)

Another beautiful night, with the moon shining brightly, Zhi Zhi was away on a business trip, and I was home alone, feeling incredibly bored, so I went up to the rooftop. After watching Ah Wei and Ah Ling make love, my penis was throbbing and wouldn't lower itself for a long time. Then, I noticed that the rooftop door of the other room was half-open, but there was no one on the rooftop, and no one in the guest room either. What was going on? I thought: Mr. and Mrs. Wen are so careless.

Following the stairs down to the second floor, I heard moans. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw the bedroom door ajar, and Mrs. Wen was lying naked on the bed. Mrs. Wen was about 25 years old, roughly my age. Normally, I had a very good impression of Mrs. Wen. She often wore solid-colored suits, appearing both elegant and refined. Mrs. Wen was beautiful, with fair skin and a fantastic figure. Most captivating was her beautiful face, so alluring that one couldn't bear to look away. I never imagined that the usually elegant and quiet Mrs. Wen would behave like this.

She was lying on the bed, rubbing her breasts with her left hand, and holding a dildo in her right hand, thrusting it in and out of her vagina, occasionally letting out moans. I lay prostrate outside her bedroom door, my eyes glued to the scene inside. Her eyes were closed, her body contorted with excitement.

Mrs. Wen's figure was even more striking now that she was naked; her breasts were high, her nipples small and pointed, and her areolas, unlike the others, were a deep burgundy. The only flaw was her slightly protruding lower abdomen. But what surprised me most was that her pubic area was completely hairless. Mrs. Wen was a bald woman; I'd never been with a bald woman before.

"Mrs. Wen has sexual needs, and I'll help her out!" I thought. I saw a semi-transparent stocking by the door, picked it up, pulled it over my head, stripped off my clothes, and slipped into the room.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Mrs. Wen asked in terror.

"I'm here to help you satisfy your sexual needs." With that, I pulled the vibrating dildo still inside her, got on the bed, and, holding the dildo, parted her labia. I thrust forward, inserting my penis.

"Ah...no, please! No, ah..." Her pleas grew weaker with each thrust, eventually turning into moans.

"This slut is truly wanton! So demure and dignified on ordinary days, but she's a completely different person in bed."

At that moment, I reveled in the intense guilt and thrill of the rape; I enjoyed the waves of pleasure emanating from the beautiful woman's tight, wet vagina rubbing against my penis; I enjoyed the rich, lewd facial expressions on her face after her orgasm. Nine light strokes, one dark stroke; three light strokes, one dark stroke; flowers on the left; flowers on the right; straight to the Yellow Dragon...

I unleashed my full skill in bed, and Mrs. Wen was being fucked senseless. Her body thrust back desperately with each of my strokes, her eyes tightly closed, her small mouth emitting moans that rose and fell, occasionally uttering cries of "Faster," "Don't stop," "Deeper," "I'm going to die," "I'm going to die," and "Mommy!" I've been with quite a few women, but I'd never encountered one as captivating as Mrs. Wen, with such a rich array of expressions and words.

After thousands of thrusts, I grew a little tired, slowed my pace, and lay on top of her, caressing her breasts. Her breasts were white, tender, and bouncy, and I couldn't resist touching them.

After playing around for a while, Mrs. Wen pushed me away, signaling me to continue. I had no choice but to unleash my full potential and fight her to the bitter end. "Old man pushing a cart," "splitting sugarcane by the bedside," "half a roasted goose thigh"... I used every trick in the book to give Mrs. Wen all the pleasures that women should have but often can't have. Finally, I fired all my cannonballs into her headquarters—her cervix.

After embracing and caressing each other for a while, she spoke up: "You're so good, I'm dying! I wish my husband was half as good as you. Take off your hood, Ahua!"

I was stunned, and after a long while, I asked in confusion, "How did you know it was me?"

"Tonight's events were deliberately arranged by me. My husband and your wife are both away on business. I deliberately opened the rooftop door so you would come in out of curiosity. I've seen you making love on the rooftop. You're so handsome, so manly, and so good in bed. I've wanted to sleep with you for a long time, but I was afraid that your wife was so beautiful that you wouldn't like me."

"Ah, so I fell for your trick!" I took off the socks, kissed her, and said, "You tricked me, how are you going to make it up to me?"

"Compensation? You feel cheated? If you feel cheated, I'll sleep with you tonight and do whatever you want! I'll make sure you're comfortable. Tomorrow, we'll be even and forget about it!"

"How can you do this to your husband?"

"I'm not content with only one man in my life. I want to create the most exciting and unforgettable moments of my life. Can you guarantee your wife hasn't had such thoughts, hasn't slept with other men?"

Thinking back to that time when Zhizhi and Amin made love, I think, Amin came, and Zhizhi was still wearing a sexy nightgown. Wasn't that clearly seducing Amin? Didn't Zhizhi also have this thought in her heart, "I'm not content with only one man in my life"? It's just that she wasn't as direct as Mrs. Wen.

"Will you share this most exciting and unforgettable moment with your husband?" I asked.

"No, it's my secret, I won't tell him until the day I die. Tomorrow, I will still be his good wife, and I won't cheat on him again. Tonight, with you—the second man in my life—I am satisfied!"

After hearing this, I kissed her nipple and said, "Don't worry, I won't cling to you. But I didn't realize that you, so elegant and refined when you're dressed, are so lewd and wanton in bed." "

That's women for you. They act all sacred and unapproachable in public, but once in bed, they're more wanton and shameless than prostitutes. Isn't your wife like that?"

After hearing her words, I nodded with deep feeling. I thought: There are many women like her, more than just her and mine.

That night, we caressed and kissed endlessly in bed, then made love. Afterwards, there were more kisses, caresses, teasing, and heartfelt conversations, followed by more lovemaking… We seemed to have inexhaustible energy and endless topics to discuss. We were both captivated by each other's bodies, as if we were a newlywed couple, or a long-lost couple reunited after more than ten years of separation. We made love wildly, losing count of how many times we did it.

Soon, dawn broke. I mustered my remaining strength and made love to her one last time. After we dressed each other, we embraced and kissed passionately once more, then parted with reluctance. As we parted, I saw her eyes still brimming with tears.

After that, I often ran into her at my doorstep or on the street, but apart from feeling her affectionate gaze, we never had another exciting encounter like that night.

(X)

One day, Zhizhi told me that Biyi was coming. Zhizhi and I went to Huangtian Airport to pick her up.

After waiting for a while at the airport, Biyi came out. She was wearing a green suit skirt, looking elegant and graceful. When Zhizhi saw her, she immediately went up to her and gave her a warm hug. I also went over and hugged her back. Biyi told us that she was on a business trip and a vacation, and would be staying in Shenzhen for half a month. She said she might need our help with some things, and we readily agreed. And so, Biyi stayed at our house.

In the evening, Xiaowen also came. When Xiaowen saw me, she winked at me with eyes full of affection. The three women, having not seen each other for so long, had so much to talk about, leaving me feeling neglected. From their conversation, I learned that Biyi also had a boyfriend and was getting married. She had become the vice president of a large trading company.

That night, the three women slept in our bedroom, talking until late.

The next day, Zhizhi, Xiaowen, and I accompanied Biyi to Splendid China and Window of the World. That night, Zhizhi slept with Biyi again, and this continued for several days.

On the fifth night after Biyi arrived, I couldn't resist anymore and secretly said to Zhizhi, "Zhizhi, will you sleep with me tonight?"

"No! I can't neglect Biyi."

"I can't hold back!"

"You have to endure it."

I threatened her, "If you don't sleep with me, I'll sneak into your room and have sex with you tonight!"

"Ha, do you have the guts? I'm ready anytime tonight!"

I thought: Don't underestimate me, you'll be sorry tonight.

At one o'clock in the morning, I got up and stealthily sneaked into their room, naked. Through the dim streetlights outside the window, I saw Zhizhi; she was sleeping on the outside of the bed. Looking at Biyi, she was sleeping inside, just like Zhizhi, fast asleep. I climbed onto the bed and secretly pulled open Zhizhi's robe. As usual, Zhizhi was completely naked under her nightgown. I used my skillful flirting techniques to caress her breasts and genitals.

Zhizhi was quickly awakened by me, and she whispered, "You've got some nerve!" I whispered back, "That's called being incredibly audacious."

She said, "Let's go to your room."

"No, I can't resist," I said, climbing on top of Zhizhi and inserting my penis into her vagina.

Zhizhi hadn't been penetrated for several days, and under my ministrations, she was already aroused, her vagina overflowing with desire. I slowly moved my penis, trying not to make a sound so as not to wake Biyi. Making love next to our old classmate was incredibly exciting and thrilling—a stolen thrill.

After a while, Zhizhi started to respond; to keep quiet, she had to keep her mouth and eyes tightly shut. I continued thrusting while watching Biyi's movements. Biyi was fast asleep and seemed unaware.

After a while, Biyi turned over. The moment she moved, I immediately stopped thrusting. She didn't seem to be awake, but this turn caused the hem of her robe to lift, revealing her body from the waist down. The light from the streetlights outside was dim, but enough for me to see clearly: like Zhizhi, Biyi was sleeping without a robe. I could clearly see Biyi's flat stomach and her prominent vulva. The pubic hair on her vulva was darker and thicker than Zhizhi's. I also saw Biyi's long, slender legs.

I saw that she was still asleep, and I continued my actions on Zhizhi. To have sex with one woman's vulva and admire another woman's vulva—I felt so happy! I thought to myself.

I was very careful, but there was always a slight rustling sound, which could wake someone who wasn't a deep sleeper. However, Biyi didn't move at all. Just when I thought she probably wouldn't be woken up, Biyi's eyelids suddenly opened. She glanced at me, and I immediately stopped.

Zhizhi was already immersed in pleasure and didn't know any of this. She was currently approaching the peak of ecstasy, so she wouldn't let me stop. She nudged me with her hand, urging me to move again. I looked at Biyi and saw that she had closed her eyes again, but her lips were smiling.

Seeing this expression, I felt relieved. At the same time, a strange excitement arose within me. Biyi could pretend to be asleep without making any move, and she should have known her robe was lifted, yet she didn't pull it down to cover herself. What did that mean? I became even more vigorous, and Zhizhi's orgasm returned. She couldn't control herself and let out soft gasps.

After the orgasm, I stopped to let Zhizhi rest. But I had another purpose. As soon as I stopped, I freed one hand and placed it on Biyi's thigh. Biyi's body trembled, and a smile returned to her face. She didn't resist, and my hand caressed her thigh. So firm, so smooth!

After caressing it for a while, my hand left her thigh and moved towards her genitals, my fingers even inserting into her vagina. Ah, Biyi's vagina was already overflowing with fluid. Biyi's hand finally moved; she reached out and pressed my hand down. My heart pounded, because this action was too bold, and could easily provoke her anger. However, Biyi didn't react; she pulled my fingers out of her vagina and placed my hand on her thigh. My hand stopped moving, and her hand relaxed, so I could only gently stroke her thigh and rub her hand.

At this moment, Zhizhi moved. Her stillness had ended, and she wanted to continue, so I had to withdraw my hand and continue thrusting. I was so excited, shaking my hips vigorously; I wanted to show off my sexual prowess to Biyi. After about fifteen more minutes of thrusting, I ejaculated all my semen into Zhizhi's body.

"Hurry up, don't linger any longer. It'll be bad if Biyi finds out," Zhizhi pushed me away.

I got up, and before leaving the bed, I couldn't resist rubbing Biyi's chest. I saw Biyi smile again.

The next morning, my heart was pounding. I was afraid Biyi would tell Zhizhi about what happened last night, and even more afraid to face Biyi. But my worries were unnecessary. Biyi greeted me warmly as usual, as if nothing had happened last night.

Today's itinerary had been arranged yesterday. In the morning, I would take her to discuss business, and in the afternoon, we would go to the water park. As for Zhizhi, her company was holding a board meeting. Her company was undertaking a major project, and she had to go to work.

In the morning, I set off in a Jeep. I had arranged for several big bosses to meet with Biyi to discuss business. Because of my influence, the business was basically settled, and only the signing of the contract remained. After having lunch with the bosses, Biyi and I drove to the water park. Biyi was in a great mood the whole way, talking non-stop.

When we arrived at the water park, we went to the changing room to change into our swimsuits. I changed and went to the poolside, sitting on a chair to wait for her. After a while, Biyi came out, wearing a light yellow bikini, looking incredibly sexy. Ah, her tall figure, with its curvaceous curves, was simply captivating. Biyi walked towards me, attracting many admiring glances.

Indeed, Biyi was beautiful. Speaking of beauty, I've met many women, each with their own unique kind of beauty. Afang possesses a simple beauty; Afen possesses a delicate, natural, and demure beauty; Aling possesses a youthful beauty, not only alluring but also radiating a strong youthful energy; Xiaowen is pretty and quiet, possessing a reserved and enduring beauty; Mrs. Wen possesses a mature beauty, exuding a sensual and alluring charm, with a captivating power; and Biyi before us is radiant, beautiful and charming, not much less so than Zizhi, possessing a healthy, lively, and passionate beauty.

Of course, compared to Zizhi's beauty, none of them can compare. Zhizhi's beauty is comprehensive and all-encompassing. She possesses almost all the virtues they have, and even surpasses them in some aspects. However, Zhizhi has one more characteristic that they lack: she can display different beauty and exude different temperaments with changes in hairstyle and clothing, giving people a fresh feeling.

"What's wrong with me?" Biyi asked with a smile when she saw me staring blankly at her.

"Nothing, you're very beautiful," I replied, snapping me out of my reverie.

She glanced at me and smiled, saying, "You're not bad either, very manly, very masculine!"

"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked.

"He's quite handsome, but he's a bookworm, he doesn't have your manly charm." Saying this, she pulled me up and said, "Come on, let's go swimming!" She dragged me to the poolside, pushed me into the pool, and laughed, saying, "Man, you've fallen for my trick! Haha!" Then she jumped into the pool herself.

Looking at her innocent and lovely expression, her radiant face, and her fit figure, I was captivated. In the pool, we played and frolicked, watching her joyful expression, as if nothing had happened the night before, as if my finger had never been inside her.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, we returned home. Zhizhi was already waiting at home. Seeing us return, she quickly stood up and came to greet us. She held Biyi's hand and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Biyi, the company plans have changed. I have to go to England to select models for seven days. My flight is at seven o'clock tonight." She looked at me affectionately and said to Biyi, "You have to take good care of Ahua for me! Luckily, we'll have two more days to meet after I get back, so we can talk and have fun." She then walked up to me and said, "It's urgent, I didn't have time to tell you beforehand, I'm sorry. I've already packed my luggage, please take me to the airport right away."

Biyi smiled and said, "Go quickly, or you'll be late. I'll cook dinner tonight."

And so, I drove Zhizhi to the airport, kissed her goodbye, and saw her off on the plane.

When I got home, Biyi had already cooked dinner and set the table. We ate and chatted about history and current events, having a very pleasant conversation that lasted four hours. Biyi and I were best friends for four years, but we rarely had the chance to be alone together.

Before we knew it, the clock had struck twelve. Biyi said, "Okay, that's enough for today. I'll clear the table and wash the dishes. You can take a shower."

After showering, I went to my room and lay on the bed to read. After a while, Biyi came in and said to me, "I've finished showering and I'm going to bed. Is there anything else you need help with?"

I quickly got out of bed, took Biyi's hand, and said, "Biyi, don't go. Stay with me tonight, okay?"

Biyi lowered her head, her face flushed, and said, "Weren't you teasing me enough last night? Do you want to tease me again?"

I mustered my courage, put one arm around her waist, and lifted her head with the other, saying to her, "Biyi, promise me!"

Biyi just blushed and didn't say anything, nor did she push me away.

"My dear Biyi, please say yes!"

Biyi raised her lowered eyes, looked at me, smiled, and whispered, "Okay, I say yes."

I was overjoyed. I picked Biyi up, spun her around three times, put her down, kissed her on the cheek, and said happily, "My dear Biyi, thank you!" Then I hugged Biyi and kissed her red lips. Biyi also put one hand on my shoulder and the other around my waist, and kissed me proactively.

After a long, passionate kiss, we were both naked. I carried Biyi to the bed, stood by the bed, and carefully admired Biyi's body. Biyi, like Zhizhi, had a beautiful figure. The difference is that Biyi's nipples are not as pointed as Zhizhi's, her areolas are larger, and she has less pubic hair than Zhizhi.

Biyi was also lying on the bed, staring at my penis. I shook my already erect penis and asked with a smile, "How is it? How does it compare to your boyfriend's?"

"It's thicker, much stronger than his." Saying that, she pulled me onto the bed, grabbed my dark, big, long, and hard penis with one hand, opened her small mouth, and swallowed the glans.

The warm little mouth and nimble tongue sent waves of intense pleasure through my penis. Ah, this is what eating a banana is like, this is what blowing a flute is like. So this thing is so exciting, I have to try it with every one of them in the future.

After a while, the pleasure from the glans became even stronger, and I had the urge to ejaculate. "I can't ejaculate, I can't let Biyi look down on me!" I silently warned myself. So, I moved my body, put my mouth close to Biyi's vagina, and kissed her labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening. After a while, I heard Biyi let out a pleasant moan.

Suddenly, Biyi pushed me down on the bed, then straddled me, grabbed my penis and inserted it into her vagina. The penis was aimed at her vagina. Biyi sank, and the penis completely entered her vagina. "Ah!" The first encounter, the intense pleasure made us both moan uncontrollably.

Biyi's vagina was very narrow and held my penis very tightly. The strong friction made all the muscles in my body tense. Biyi rides on me, like a knight whipping his horse. Her body sank again, harder and faster every time. Completely absorbed in the pleasure of sex, she kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands frantically kneading her breasts. Not to be outdone, I moved my lower body in rhythm with hers, thrusting upwards forcefully, again and again.

After a while, she turned around, her back to me, and continued riding me. I held her waist with both hands, forcefully pulling her body against mine.

Ten minutes later, Biyi's rhythm slowed; she was a little tired. I pushed her down onto the bed, spread her legs, guided my penis to her opening, and slowly inserted it. After a few gentle thrusts, I increased the speed of my attack, each thrust penetrating her core.

"Ah! Ah!... Faster, faster, don't stop! Deeper!" Biyi began singing her beautiful lovemaking hymn again.

After about five hundred thrusts, I flipped Biyi over and entered her vagina from behind. I grabbed Biyi's breasts with both hands and thrust my lower body forward forcefully. Biyi's tender pink labia flipped back and forth with my thrusts, and her juices flowed continuously from her vagina, running down her thighs. In a frenzied state, she screamed loudly, pushing her body backward with all her might.

Suddenly, I pulled my penis out, jumped off the bed, pulled her body to the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and inserted my penis again. This is my signature sex technique—the bedside twist. I kneaded her breasts and nipples with one hand, and gently stroked her clitoris with the other, constantly changing positions: shallow thrusts followed by deep ones, left and right thrusts, slow, forceful strokes, the Great Ring, the Thomas Flair… I used every technique imaginable. Biyi desperately twisted her head, arched her back, and howled like a wolf until her voice was hoarse.

Finally, Biyi begged for mercy: “Ahua, have mercy on me, I have no strength left… ah… hurry… it feels so good!”

Seeing that Biyi was truly exhausted, I cupped her buttocks and thrust wildly again. At that moment, my glans tingled, and I quickly withdrew my penis. The first ejaculation landed on Biyi's face, the others landing on her chest and stomach.

"Ah! So this is what sex feels like." Biyi let out a long sigh. "Ahua, you're amazing!" Then, she started to cry.

Seeing her cry, I panicked and quickly hugged her, saying, "Biyi, what's wrong? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to have sex!"

Biyi opened her eyes, gently stroking my face with affection, and said, "Ahua, it's not your fault! I was just feeling sorry for my background!"

"Feeling sorry for your background? You've achieved success in your career, and you've found a boyfriend who loves you. Aren't you living a good life?"

"Oh! Ahua, do you know how deeply I love you? But you fell in love with Zhizhi. I'm Zhizhi's good friend, and I know I can't compare to her, so I can only keep my tears to myself."

After a pause, Biyi wiped away her tears and continued, "After graduation, many classmates went to Shenzhen, but I didn't dare to go. I was afraid that if I saw you, I wouldn't be able to help but reveal my feelings, so I had to return to Shanghai. I swore that I would forget you and find a better man than you. Six months later, I found him. I found him, a man even more handsome than you." But he only has a handsome appearance; he's a good-for-nothing, a mere pretty face. Every time we make love, he finishes in a minute or two, leaving me burning with desire but unable to release it, forcing me to often resort to masturbation to satisfy my sexual needs. He's also hesitant and indecisive in everything he does, lacking any manliness whatsoever. I hate him so much!"

Biyi said, hugging me tightly as she continued, "That's why I miss you more and more. This time, I insisted on coming to Shenzhen on a business trip so I could see you. But fate intervened, and I had to go on a business trip too."

“However,” Biyi continued, “I won’t affect your relationship with Zhizhi. These next few days, I want you to love me well, play with me, talk to me, and make love with me. I’ll give you back to her after Zhizhi comes back. We won’t mention this again, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll love you the same way I love Zhizhi.”

Biyi reached out and touched my penis, blushing as she said, “You really killed me last night. It was so exciting to watch you two make love. Just when I was burning with desire, your finger went in, and I almost screamed from pleasure, so I immediately pulled your finger out. Can you still do it? I want it again.”

“Okay, let’s do it again!” So I mounted her again.

After an hour of intense battle, Biyi knelt down and begged for mercy again.

"Today I finally understand the joys of being a woman. It turns out being a woman is so wonderful!"

"You're really something," I said, touching Biyi's breasts. "You're such a slut, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Because you met a woman who loves you but can't have you, a woman with an insatiable sex drive. My group wouldn't do that. Even if we did, it wouldn't matter."

"Having enjoyed sexual pleasure, will you cheat on me when you go back to Shanghai?" I joked.

"Absolutely not. This trip to Shenzhen has satisfied me! But I hope you'll have the chance to go to Shanghai sometime to comfort my lonely heart."

"It's a deal!"

That night, we slept in each other's arms. The next morning, Biyi asked me to make love to her again, and I, still emboldened, gave her a good scolding.

During Zhizhi's seven-day trip to England, I had sex with Biyi twenty-two times, giving her plenty of sexual pleasure. During this time, with my help, Biyi also signed business contracts worth hundreds of millions of yuan with those big bosses.

Seven days later, Zhizhi returned. Biyi showed no signs of arousal, acting as usual, being incredibly affectionate with Zhizhi, even forcing Zhizhi to sleep with me at night. Alas, Zhizhi, having gone seven days without sex, was extremely sexually horny. As soon as the bedroom door closed, she pounced on me, demanding sex. It took a lot of effort to subdue her.

Two days later, Biyi returned to Shanghai. Before leaving, she hugged Zhizhi and Xiaowen and cried. In the end, I had to pull them apart and push her onto the plane.

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